Moira (Ateez AU)

Chapter Twenty-Three

⚠️this chapter includes mentions/ actions of sexual assault⚠️

You were currently doing your makeup for school. You had on HongJoong's hoodie and a pair of black, ripped jeans. Once you finished you grabbed your backpack and went downstairs. You grabbed a bottle of water and headed out for school. As you walked out you saw the boys down the road.

You smiled at them and waved. In seconds you watch San and Wooyoung run full force at you. They both almost collided into you but stopped just in time. You laughed at their antics and held out a hand to each of them. They smiled widely and happily held your hands as the others caught up. Soon you were all walking to school together.

When you guys got closer to the school you subtly pulled your hands from Wooyoung and San's, however, that doesn't mean the boys didn't notice it. They shared a look behind your back as you all walked to your lockers. Once you got ready for class you practically ran to the room. You sat down and waited for Mingi, San, and Jongho.

Once they entered your tense shoulders immediately relaxed. At least until Jinseong and the teacher also walked in. The bell rang signaling the start of class and the lesson began. You paid attention for the most part but knowing San and Jongho were watching you didn't help. Mingi's hand was also on your thigh under the table any chance he got.

Once lunch hit you knew you couldn't escape their questions so as soon as you saw your partner's walking down the hall towards your locker, you simply stood still and waited. Once they reached you, you smiled up at them and shrugged.

"I already know you want an explanation on my more subtle actions. Simple answer is just that I'm not ready to deal with the school thinking I'm some whore passed around from friend to friend instead of your girlfriend." You say off the bat. They nod slowly and you smile up at them. You could've talked to them about it first but it hadn't occurred to you until that morning when you got to school.

"That's understandable but Bub we don't care what anyone else thinks." Yeosang says as he holds you in his arms. You smile up at him and peck his cheek, nodding.

"Can I just...have you to myself as my little secret a little longer?" You softly ask as you look to each of them. Seonghwa steps forward and runs his fingers through your hair as he smiles down at you.

"Anything for our girlfriend." He whispers as he kisses your forehead. Your smile widened more as your eyes sparkled. The moment felt so soft and intimate, you couldn't focus on anything but them. Or at least until you heard someone yell your name. You watched in confusion as Mr. Kim came walk down the hall. You immediately separated from Yeosang and Seonghwa, slowly walking towards your teacher.

"Nari, you need to complete this assignment or I'll need to give you detention." Mr. Kim says once you reach him. It wasn't lost on you the way he glared at the boys before his eyes wondered your covered body before his eyes zeroed in on the hickeys covering your neck.

"Miss Min, you need to come with me." He says, his voice now stern. You look up at him in confusion and slowly nod. You turn to look at the boys and they looked pissed. You genuinely felt fear claw it's way up your throat.

Once you reached Mr. Kim's classroom he had pinned you against his now locked door. You whimpered as you shrunk into yourself. His hands felt gross against your body, every touch making you push yourself against the door more. However once his mouth started leaving his own marks over HongJoong's you lost it. You tried shoving him off immediately.

"No, get off me. Please, I don't want this." You sobbed out as you pushed against him, wanting his body heat gone. The feel of him gone.

"Oh, so you can whore around with them but wont even let me have a taste? Oh come on, let's just have a little fun." He said as he bit on your neck. You shoved him as hard as you could, unlocking the door behind you as you ran out. You ran back towards your locker where the boys were waiting for you. You cried out to them, tears running down your face. Your hands were shaking as you hiccuped. Your fingers were clawing at your skin as you curled in on yourself.