!Trigger Warning!
Physical Abuse with an object (a belt)
Strangulation
Minor panic attack
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In the peak of the night, Boogie snuck out of the closet. He'd have to be quieter tonight, since the only natural noise was the wind whistling past the trees and making the house creak. He eyed the sleeping figure in the bed across from him hungrily.
He locked the door again, and pulled off Muichirō's blankets. "Wake up, slut."
The boy moaned and reached for his blankets. "Who are you? I want to sleep."
"Not tonight," Boogie muttered, climbing on top of Muichirō, and pinching him in the toes.
He instantly got pummeled in the stomach, and a series of blows followed, each harder than the previous. Muichirō kicked, punched, and bit at Boogie.
"Damn! Cut it out! Cut it out, kid!" Boogie tried getting the upper hand, but this kid was too determined.
"You asked for it," he hissed. Boogie drew his belt out of his pants, and hit Muichirō with the rounded edges, not to make any noise.
Muichirō screamed in pain, but Boogie managed to cover his mouth before too much sound escaped.
"Shut up!"
He hit Muichirō repeatedly for what seemed like hours, until the screams turned into mewls and the boy ceased fighting.
"Are you going to be quiet now?" He hissed.
Muichirō kicked him in the stomach indignantly, and jumped off the bed, only to get caught by the hair and dragged back into bed.
"You still want it the hard way, huh?" Boogie grunted, wrapping his belt around the boy's neck and strangling him.
"Aggh! Stop! Please!" Muichirō choked, clawing at the belt and struggling to breathe.
Boogie yanked both ends of the belt before letting go. Muichirō curled up, gasping for breath. The monster kicked him in the back.
"You think that'll make a night, eh? Yes, or no? Tell me quick."
"I'm done, please, I'm done!" Muichirō whimpered.
"Mmm..." Boogie rolled him over onto his back.
"You're only done when I say so."
Muichirō covered his eyes, sobbing quietly as Boogie sat on him and pleasured himself.
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Another Monday, another day tutoring seniors and juniors. Himejima Gyomei was good at his job despite being blind. As a third year college student, he earned extra income doing what he liked best—teaching those coming after him.
Gyomei poured himself a cup of hot coffee and sat down at his small dorm room table. His roommate was a freshman in college, a kind and understanding young man. His name was Yushiro, and he attended the college alongside his internship with the school nurse. The same school Gyomei tutored at.
He walked down the busy street without the help of a dog or a person. Gyomei used a stick, but only so people would know he's blind. His senses had been sharpened to the point where a stick was merely ornamental.
He stopped the next bus coming his way and rode to school.
He got off at a stop close by to school, and walked down the sidewalk amid the growing crowd of children. Gyomei could feel every individual one, even though none of the students seemed to pay attention to the blind college tutor.
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The monster under my bed
FanfictionEvery young child has a monster living in their closet or under their bed at some point. But they all grow out of it at some point. Muichirō is known to have a hyperactive imagination. So when he thinks there's a monster under his bed that also live...
