"Pl-please leave my hand it hurts, it hurts."
He sobbed hard.
"No worries baby boy, it'll just hurt a li'l bit, no worries, dad will take care of you."
"Dad it always hurts, you always hurt me." With that the little boy screamed in sheer pain. His small, tight hole was burning, as his father inserted his dick into that, without even prepping him, and kept on thrusting in an animalistic pace. To resist the little 6 year old boy from screaming his father put a black tape on his mouth, held his hands tight and pinned on the headboard. When the boy started getting too much wild, that older man started beating him across the legs ,until the boy became silent and passed out. Even after passing out he kept on mumbling one thing," leave me it hurts."
Namjoon got up from his sleep in a quick jolt, like a thunderstorm. He was sweating, his clothes got drenched in pure sweat, chest was soaring up and down, eyes were puffy red , tears streaming down his face. He gulped hard. His hands reached for the glass of water on the nightstand. He swallowed down the whole water and went to the bathroom. He turned on the shower and sat under it, completely drowning himself into the soothing cold water. He closed his eyes squeezed shut and let out some hard sobs. He breathing was getting shallower. But he managed to calm himself down anyway, after counting from 100-1.
Namjoon had been abused by his step father since 5-13 years. Namjoon's mother was pregnant , when his step father, killed his father and married her. His stepfather was a mafia leader. His stepfather, used to torture his mother after coming home drunk every single night. His mother held her breaths only to give birth to Namjoon. As soon as Namjoon was born, his mother left him forever. He was taken care by the maids who never really gave him any motherly affection. His father used to bring new sluts every night and Namjoon used to sleep pressing the pillow on his ears, because of their hysterical moans, to the next room. Since, age 5 he was a victim of child abuse. His father stopped bringing bitches when he turned 5 and used him, as his toy. There that little boy, used to cry his lungs out only to heard by none, none was there to save the boy. His childhood was harsh, so harsh that it's beyond anyone's imagination. His classmates used to bully him, because he was a nerd , an introvert, shy, scaredy cat. There was none to show him love, none to teach him about love , about sex or love making. So he had the idea of sex what his father showed him. Ruthless, rough, uncomfortable, intimidating, suffocating, painful, and torturous and without consent which is practically rape. He learnt that the dominating one should cause pain to the submissive one that they scream in utmost pain. Yes, pain. You need to be that manly that the person underneath has to bleed , suffocate and hold their breath until you permit them. Of course, one learns what is learnt to them as a child, it's the best time , to teach a child something, either it is good or bad , because at this period a child's brain works as a sponge. At the age of 13 he killed his father by swaying a blade through his neck. And he had become the new mafia leader. At the age of 16 he met little Jungkook, who used to work as a child labour in a construction company. One day, Namjoon was there to visit the sight, and spotted Jungkook, who fall down while carrying bricks. The head of the builders started beating that little kid then and there while Namjoon shot him down instantly. He went to the scared boy, caressed his cheeks and took him in his embrace. That boy, gave him reason to live. Namjoon took care of him, gave him all kind of love. Namjoon wanted to give him his surname but managed to find out about him, from an orphanage, that his name was Jeon Jungkook and his parents abandoned him, because he was an unwanted child, his mother dropped him, because of unwanted pregnancy, so that she could marry the man of her dreams. Namjoon was driven to him more as his story was somewhat similar to his. Namjoon always, stayed closer to his brother. Handled business, beside the mafia , completed his studies beside helping Jungkook to study. They both grew up stronger, mature and there was none to show them love but each other. They became the strength of each other.
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Fanfiction"I ALWAYS WANT YOU RIGHT INFRONT OF MY EYES" with that Namjoon slapped Jin so hard that he landed on the couch, tears started rolling down from his eyes, blood was oozing out from the corner of his lips. Jin was shaking in pain, and fear and furious...