DADDY ISSUES | JM

10: my savior.

Tears stream down my face at what the man is doing. He pushes his hands under my oversized hoodie, and I feel like vomiting as he squeezes my breasts. I feel so dumb and disgusting. I shouldn't have opened the door. I tightly close my eyes as he's laughing at my state. How can someone be so horrible? What did I even do? "They are so squishy. Now I don't wonder why Park keeps you all for himself," My heart beats faster and I'm afraid.

I flinch as soon as I feel something wet gliding all over my neck. I scream. "Help!" Before I can scream more and shout for help, he puts his other hand over my mouth, keeping me from doing what I was about to do. I cry and cry yet he doesn't stop harassing me. "You fucking bitch!" He slaps me out of the blue and I instantly fall onto the floor, holding onto my bruised cheek as memories flash through my head. Not this again.

I crawl over to the wall, leaning against it while staring at the man who's approaching me. I breathe heavily as he's standing in front of me, keeping his hands in his pockets. He stares at me in disgust. "What a slut," He kicks me in my stomach and I cough, holding onto my tummy.

Where is Daddy Jimin? I hate this. I hate what's happening. I want him to be here with me and protect me just like he did when we first met. I want him to embrace me and protect me from this cruel world. Why do I always have to be treated like trash? What in the world did I even do to deserve this? I've never been bad to anyone. I'm just childish sometimes and that's it.

"So you're not gonna tell me where Park Jimin is?" Why does he even want to know? I want to tell him anything, not until he tells me why he wants to know. I don't want him to hurt Jimin. I'd rather die than let anyone hurt Daddy Jimin. I lift my head and look at him with puffy eyes. "I-I won't tell you,"

He chuckles evilly. "Okay," He responds before I take a deep breath and close my eyes as exhaustion hits me. "You're gonna feel the consequences for not being a good girl and telling me where he is," I open my eyes and gaze at him again. My heart stops as he curls his hand into a fist. I squeeze my eyes close once again.

I hope this is the end of my life. I'm so done receiving bruises and trauma. All I ever wanted was to be loved and Jimin gave me that feeling. I'm always going to be thankful to him for treating me like I'm his princess. I at least got to experience the love of someone older than me before I finally die. My life wasn't the best anyway. I never thought about continuing living anyway. This is probably my fate. This is written for me. And so it should be, I can't change the future. One last tear escapes my eye.

I've been bullied. I've been through shit my entire life. My own mother hates me. My father died and I was a loner. The only person that ever gave me affection is Jimin. I wish I could just kiss him and thank him for everything before I die. I just want to look into his beautiful brown orbs and forget my surroundings. I lose myself every time I look at them.

"Y/n, why is the door-" I open my eyes in no time as Daddy Jimin's voice appears. My gaze shifts towards the interior and I see him entering his house. The unknown man in front of me also freezes in his spot as he is looking at Jimin at well. His eyes widen at my state. He looks at the guy in front of me his face instantly darkens. "Yujin, what the fuck did you do to her?" He throws away his briefcase.

I slowly try to stand up, but fall back on my knees as I'm too weak. His name is Yujin? "Jimin, where were you? I called you and-" Daddy Jimin cuts him off and my eyes focus on him the whole time. He's finally here, tears build in my eyes again as I look at my savior. He approaches me and kneels down in front of me as the Yujin guy steps back, guilt seems to hit him as he gulps. But I ignore him and shift all my attention to Jimin.

Daddy Jimin gently takes my bruised face in his hands, making me hissing in pain as the tears fall down my cheeks and he hugs me tightly, my head hitting his chest. I was so scared the whole time. I thought I'll die. But he as always saves me from all tragedies at the perfect time.

"D-Daddy... I was s-so scared," I sob and close my eyes as he holds me tight. He rubs my back. "What did he do to you, Babygirl? Tell Daddy, hm?" His voice calms me down. It always does. I love it when he speaks. I want to fall asleep anytime he says something.

I gulp down my saliva. "H-He harassed me a-and hit me, D-Daddy," I try to speak properly but stutter the whole time. Daddy Jimin takes a deep breath and slowly pulls away and caresses my hair with one hand. "Good girl. Now go to your room, Baby. Daddy has something to do,"

I nod and he helps me stand up. I straighten my hoodie as I take a glance at Yujin who's palming his forehead, obviously ashamed of what he did to me. I never even dared to hurt him. I'll never relate to why he even did that to me. I hope he regrets his actions. I then take a last glance at Daddy Jimin, who's throwing his coat on the couch and rolling up the sleeves of his black turtle neck, looking mad.

I wonder what he's going to do. I mean, Yujin did some bad things to me and I don't think that Daddy Jimin is going to tolerate that. Jimin is the friendliest and sweetest person I know and I never experienced him being furious and I honestly don't want to. I think I'm way too scared.