Ryeji Imagines

Pathetic

Angsty, fluffy at the end !TW: rape, abuse!
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Ryujin's POV

I walked into the house that I shared with my 'wife', Yeji. We got into an arranged marriage recently and I started catching feelings for her. The fact that she was straight wasn't helping at all.

My day was really bad so far, I got fired from my job for coming in late for the 12th time this month and it was raining heavily when I had to walk home 2.8 miles, just like everyday. I felt weak, my whole body hurt and I lost my breath, trying to catch it when I stood in the kitchen with a glass of water in my hand.

A few minutes later, Yeji walked in with some random guy, giggling and running her hand through her hair continuously, probably trying to withdraw his attention from me. I glanced at Yeji and walked away, making my way to the stairs to go up to our bedroom.

As I got in, I took the soaked clothes off and tried reaching for a towel that was placed on the highest shelf, standing on my tippy toes. The door to the bedroom opened all of a sudden and Yeji walked in, looking me up and down in disgust when she saw me in my underwear. There was also some sort of guilt in her eyes, keeping her gaze away from me.

"Could you hand me the towel?" I asked quietly, trying to cover up the bruises that I got on the way home. My panties were covered in jizz that definitely wasn't there by my will, so you could guess what happened on the way home. It was dark and raining so why would anyone be outside, right? Perfect time to assault someone.

It wasn't the first time that I got assaulted, it happened more often with my boss to 'keep my job'.

Yeji sighed and grabbed the towel, handing it to me in a weird manner, as if she was going to hit me with it. I flinched and turned my head, only for her to laugh, throw it on my head and walk away after. I felt tears stinging in my eyes and tried covering the whimpers that I felt coming up with exaggerated shuffling, hoping that Yeji wouldn't hear.

I haven't really eaten a good meal since a few weeks, only a small snack at work and at home. I worked as a janitor in a company that involved sketchy people that you wouldn't want to be around. I had to get up at 4:00 in the morning so I could be at work at 5:30 and finished at 9:00 PM if I got lucky. So you can imagine that as soon as I got home, I didn't think about food.

I glanced down and saw my ribs quite clearly. My arms looked really boney and the tight space that I once had between my thighs was now a big gap. A small tear rolled down my cheek but I wiped it quickly, hearing Yeji coming back to our bedroom. I put my pajamas on and got in bed, laying my head on my pillow.

Yeji lied down next to me soon after, fixing her rather fancy looking nightie before pulling the blanket over herself. "Jesus, Ryujin, when was the last time you showered?" She mumbled, turning her back to me, nuzzling her pillow to inhale her own rosy scent.

Before I could answer her, she got up and went to the bathroom. I heard the water run in the bathtub and Yeji came back with her arms crossed over her chest. "Come here, you're going to take a bath." She muttered and just as she was going to go back into the bathroom, I sighed quietly. "Too tired. You could carry me..."

Before she could say anything, I chuckled emotionlessly and lifted my head a little. "Don't worry, I won't be heavy."

She groaned and after a few seconds of debating with herself, I felt arms wrapping around me, picking me up in a bridal style really quickly. She probably expected me to be heavier so she used more force, causing her to jerk me up. The movement was too quick and I felt my head spin for a few seconds.

"Sorry."

Sorry? That was the last thing I expected her to say, let alone say it to me.

She put me down on the floor and I felt my knees buckle beneath me. Yeji wrapped her arms around me tightly, making sure that I won't fall. Her embrace felt warm, comforting, exact the opposite of her.

"Easy, Ryujin, easy..." She whispered softly, slowly peeling my pajamas off of me. "Is it okay if I?" She nodded towards my undergarments and looked at me with concerned eyes.

Why did she care all of a sudden? It felt really surreal and the change was so out of pocket that I couldn't help but think that I was still asleep.

I nodded a little and blushed slightly as Yeji took the rest of my clothing off, squinting her eyes slightly at all the bruises and scratches. "Who did this to you?" She mumbled and picked me up again, laying me in the bathtub filled with warm water.

"Why do you care? You haven't given a fuck since we got into this mess." I muttered, closing my heavy eyes. I felt like I could fall asleep at the spot.

"I just can't deal with the fact that I've liked boys since...forever and you just randomly barge into my life, ruining that. Do you have any idea how much I've struggled with this since we got into the marriage? I feel like I have no one to turn to about this 'cause you're always at work and my parents aren't interested."

"Do you think I enjoy going to work? It seems to be all good and relaxed for everyone except me. I have to get up at 4 in the morning, walk almost 3 miles and clean the whole day!" I raised my voice slightly making Yeji frown. "You never told me that."

"'Cause you never bothered to ask! The only thing you care about are those men that you bring home every week, moaning and groaning about how tired you are after working for 4 hours."

"I didn't know, okay? And the only thing I care about is you. I just can't deal with the fact that I like a girl. I'm going to say it, I love you and I get mad over it."

I looked down and then back up at her, noticing the tears that were swimming in her eyes. "Can you please tell me what happened to you?" She whispered a little, gently putting her warm hand on my shoulder, brushing her thumb along my skin.

"Many things. I don't want to bother you with any pathetic stories though." I murmured and closed my eyes once again, trying to enjoy the bath. Yeji noticed all the bruises that I had on my neck, arms and quite literally everywhere.

"Please, Ryujin. These don't look like bruises from bumping into something so don't even try to lie to me." She got a healthy amount of shampoo on her hand and gently scooped water onto my hair with her other hand. She then started washing my hair, gently massaging my scalp.

"I get abused at work, I've been sexually assaulted by my boss multiple times and I got raped on my way home too. Is that what you wanted to hear?" I whispered, trying not to fall asleep at the gentle touches. "It sounds pathetic, that's why I don't talk about it."

"It's not, Ryujin."

"Yeji?"

"Yes?" She whispered back at my quiet voice, leaning in closer. I sighed softly, looking at her lips. "I love you too."