minho sobbed in his horrible caregiver's arms as they walked the streets. minho had blood dripping down his stomach from where they cut him when he 'misbehaved.'
"stop fucking crying! i'm getting a headache!"
minho hiccuped as he tried to hide his sobs, but it didn't work. he was just so upset. he wanted a hug, and some food, and a warm bath with some
cuddles.
the best he got was the floor, some crackers and a slap to the face at home.
if you looked at him for a second, you'd think his hair was red. but it was just bloody and dirty. he felt icky.
"m-minnie i-icky-" his hair was tugged harshly and he cried out. "shut the fuck up."
he hated his caregivers.
they were so mean.
minho was too scared to come out of his headspace. they forced him too deep into it, he was almost stuck.
they walked by a group of boys and minho sobbed harder. he needed to get attention to him.
he wasn't ever let outside. this was his only chance.
the boys glanced at the crying little and concern washed over them. "hey!" the caregiver cursed to himself, not being able to afford getting into jail again.
as he ran, the boys chased him and he stopped, holding minho over a bridge. minho gasped, scrambling to grab him harder.
the man smiled at the group of boys, dropping minho from the height to terrify the little as he fell into the water.
the impact hurt his cuts and bruises, hearing yelling all around him. he felt hands grab him and pull him different ways.
it hurt so bad.
jisung grabbed minho close to his chest, panting as they fell onto the grass. he hugged minho tightly, exhaling in relief.
"holy shit, ji. i feel so bad."
chan pursed his lips as the shaking little cried into jisung's neck. "we have to take him with us. get him clean and warm. then we figure out what we do."
jisung stood up, as minho wrapped his legs around his waist and held him as tight as he could.
"okay, let's get you home."
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jisung rushed his roomates into different tasks. chan to get the bath ready, felix to get clothes set out, changbin for food, accompanied by seungmin, hyunjin and jeongin to go get anything they think he'll need for comfort.
jisung brought minho upstairs to the bathroom and set him on the counter. "i've never seen a little with red hair."
jisung nodded, furrowing his eyebrows as he saw the blond roots. "he doesn't have red hair."
minho looked up at him with wobbling lips and jisung teared up, wiping his eyes.
"chan. it's blood. blood stained hair," he sighed. "fuck."
chan turned off the water, filling the tub to a warm enough temperature to soothe the little.
"set him in so he can be clean. he's so bloody, ji."
jisung sniffed, going to remove minho's shirt before a sob retched out of the little. "i'm sorry, baby. i'm so sorry. did i hurt you?"
minho stared with a fear stricken expression and shook his head. he pointed to himself and then his clothes.
"oh, you want to- okay. chan, let's give him privacy."
minho blinked. he's never had them agree so fast.
