Seungjin Oneshots

The scars of his touch❗

Tw: mentions of sexual assault

Seungmin was already feeling nervous and self-conscious as he walked into the Biology classroom. His grades had been steadily dropping since his mother's untimely suicide and his father's subsequent abandonment to live with his mistress. The whispers and looks from his classmates didn't help matters either; they had turned against him, labeling him an attention seeker who was just looking for sympathy. He sat down at his desk, his heart racing as he tried to focus on the teacher's lecture.

Suddenly, the principal, a tall, imposing man , called his name out. Seungmin's heart sank as he stood up and made his way over to the principal's office. The secretary smiled reassuringly at him as he passed, but he could feel the weight of the principal's disapproval bearing down on him like an anvil.

Once inside the principal's office, Mr. Kim closed the door and motioned for Seungmin to take a seat on the couch. Seungmin sat down, his heart thudding in his chest. As the principal circled around his desk, he slowly began to unbutton his shirt, revealing a hairy, muscular chest.

 "Seungmin, you know I'm a very understanding man," he purred, his voice low and seductive. "I just want what's best for you."

Before Seungmin could process what was happening, Mr. Kim was kneeling in front of him, his hands moving up beneath his shirt. He gripped Seungmin's shoulders, forcing him back against the couch, and began to grope his private areas roughly. Seungmin cried out in pain and shock, struggling weakly against the principal's iron grip.

"Please, stop," he whimpered, tears streaming down his face. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do anything wrong." But his words fell on deaf ears as the principal continued to violate him, his breath hot and ragged against Seungmin's neck.

Mr. Kim reached down and roughly yanked Seungmin's pants and shirt off , lips grazing his sensitive nipple. He sucked it harshly, leaving a bruise.

"No! Please, stop!" Seungmin screamed, writhing in pain. He tried to push the principal away, but the man was too strong. "You're hurting me!"

The principal ignored his pleas, continuing to maul his body. He thrust his hips forward, forcing his erect penis against Seungmin's anus, and then without warning, brutally penetrated him. Seungmin screamed in agony as the principal began to violently pound his body, his cries echoing off the walls of the office.

Blood dripped down Seungmin's thighs as the principal relentlessly took his innocence. Each thrust was more painful than the last, and Seungmin felt like he was being torn apart from the inside. His vision blurred as tears streamed down his face, mixing with the blood that trickled from his bitten lip.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the doorway. It was his friend (and student council president ), Hyunjin. Seungmin looked at him with wide, pleading eyes, mouth forming the word "help" before collapsing back onto the couch. The principal didn't even seem to notice as he continued to brutalize the helpless boy.

Hyunjin rushed forward, pushing the principal off of Seungmin. The principal stumbled back, his face flushed with anger and arousal. "What do you think you're doing?" he demanded.

"Get out," Hyunjin growled, his voice low and dangerous. "You're finished here. You're done with him." The principal hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering between the two boys. Then, with a sneer, he turned and stormed out of the room.

Seungmin lay there, shaking and sobbing, as Hyunjin gathered him in his arms. "It's okay," Hyunjin whispered, brushing a stray lock of hair from Seungmin's face. "It's over now." He helped Seungmin up, steadying him as they left the principal's office.

Outside, the hallway seemed to spin as Seungmin struggled to regain his composure. He leaned heavily against Hyunjin, feeling the warmth of his friend's body through their clothes. "I-I'm s-sorry," Seungmin stammered between gasps for air. "I didn't want this... I didn't want to tell anyone..."

"Shh," Hyunjin said, kissing his forehead gently. "It's not your fault. We'll get through this together." He wrapped his arm around Seungmin's shoulders, offering what little comfort he could. "Come on," he continued, leading Seungmin away from the school. "Let's go home."