Warnings: abuse, toxic relationships (if it's even considered a relationship), vague but implied sexual abuse, mistreatment, hybrid au, mafia/gang au, foul language, violence.
Summary: hyunjin and his gang stumble on something unexpected, who knew what wonderful things would happen from there.
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*SMASH*
"You useless pet, god can you do anything right?????!!"
Felix curled in on himself, flinching as the vase hit the wall just a foot away from his kneeled position, feeling both ashamed and outright confused.
His 'master' took any minor inconvenience out on him as if it was his doing, despite knowing he had nothing to do with the situation this time Felix continued to react to his harsh words.
Ears flat on his head, hands tied together, he was in no position to make the calls anyway.
He felt his head jerk to the side, a harsh slap imprinted on his face. A powerful kick to his stomach knocked him to the ground with a short Wimper of pain.
Sure he was used to it by now, but it still hurt.
He then felt the burn of a blunt rolled up paper, his 'master' burning out his lit cigarette into the side of his arm.
"Now clean up this mess will you, I can't stand to look at you any longer"
The lights flicked off, door slammed shut, and he was pulled into a lonely darkness.
Having to blindly search for the pieces of broken glass wasn't ideal, let alone with bound hands and limp legs.
He had no tears left to cry, only wincing here and there when the shards cut at his hands.
He didn't deserve this life, he never wanted it in the first place.
To cut his long painfully traumatic story short, his own mother was both human and a cheater, when his also human dad discovered his son was born with ears and a tail he wasted no time in lashing out on his mother, who apologized profusely, deciding to stay in the relationship against better judgment. After years of torment and neglect from his own family his father was quick to sell him off the second the opportunity arised.
He was sold off to this greedy spoiled man, who was at least 20+ years older than himself.
The man was no better than his father, if not worse. Abusing him every day and night, physically and mentally torturing him for his own life problems.
He never wanted this life, and he longed for the day he either died in this hell or stepped foot in the sun again to run from it all.
He had tried escaping in the past, soon learning no good would ever come from that. He had even tried sucking up to the man in hopes of gaining trust, but when that trust was broken, it was over.
That night he was forced into a kennel, chained up and locked in with no food or water for days.
He never slept on the bed, only allowed to if his master wanted to..... find other ways to let off his frustrations.
Aside from that it was typically the floor, or locked in some room elsewhere, but today it was the kennel again.
His stomach growled, he bit his tongue to suppress a cringe at that, spending his sleepless night hiding his hunger in favour of not waking his master up.
He gave up praying long ago, but this night, locked up, hungry and injured, he sent one last prayer of hope.
Maybe one day his prayers would be answered.
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Stray kids BXB
RandomA collection of short stories, I don't write xreader stuff so this will all be ships both platonic and not. ⚠️warning⚠️ This will contain stories with heavy angsty topics, gore, violence, horror, etc. I will mark said chapters with warnings but pl...
