𝒜 𝐵𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝑀𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒 | Seventeen Ot_13

~10

She hated to show her body. Because all her trauma was imprinted upon her body. All those hurtful scars.

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Miso just cried and cried. 1 hour passed by, 2 hours passed by and she was still crying. She was still sitting where Joshua had left her, her head buried in her knees. She hated herself. She still questioned herself about her dreadful past. A past they all shared. A past they all were regretful for. As she was crying her head felt too dizzy. She tried to get up but she couldn't and she collapsed on the cold floor.

Miso opened her eyes as she felt the warm sun rays and the cold breeze hitting her face. She opened her eyes to see around. She frowned as she saw herself in her bed, tucked in properly within the warm blanket. She tried to remember when did she fall asleep in the bed, but failed to. Her heart felt painful as she got flashbacks about her and Joshua. She never expected him to do these kind of things. She touched her neck as she felt pain when her fingers brushed upon the love bites.  She got up and opened the door to the bathroom. A simple one yet neat and clean she remarked. She freshened up and walked over to the mirror in the bathroom. It was a rectangular one decorated with some old print at the sides, making it look vintage. A tear  escaped her eye when she saw the hickeys on her neck. It was way more painful than she had ever imagined. 

"Oh shit- Now I would have to cover this-"

She frowned to herself when she realized that she nor she had her clothes or her make up stuff, which she rarely used. She felt too embarrassed to go down like this right now. But she could sit in her room, couldn't she? But she would be too bored without her phone, her lovely books and her lovely kdramas. She came out wearing the same old clothes after bathing. She tried to open the door but failed to. She quickly hurried to go sit on her bed as he heard footsteps. She sit on her bed back facing the door. In the hurry, she forgot about her ankle sprain which now hurt more.

She almost flinched when she heard the door making a click sound, indicating the door had opened. She slowly turned around as she heard a male's voice. He had brought her breakfast, she guessed. He quietly kept the food on the nightstand beside her bed. He turned back and left the room leaving her alone. She looked at the plate, she did not feel like to eat at all. Instead she felt that she would vomit. She skipped a lot of her meals. She wasn't feeling well and kept continuously starving herself. So she decided not to eat. Three to four days passed on and still she didn't touch the food given by them. She used to just check the food and deny eating.

This concerned the others as they found the pate untouched. Vernon who had been providing her breakfast decided to talk about it to their one and only leader. Vernon walked over to their leader's room and knocked on the door and waited for a voice to allow him in, patiently.

"Come in-"

Replied a bold voice from inside. Hearing the voice he swiftly opened the room's door and walked inside, closing the door behind. He stood behind the table. He nervously scratched the back of his neck, as he was unsure of where to start.

"Uhm- Hyung! It's that, Miso isn't eating her meals properly and if this goes on she might go through serious proble-"

"Don't worry-I will talk to her about it."

Vernon just simply nodded agreeing to the older one's decision. He excused himself and returned back to the work he was doing. Meanwhile Seungcheol was thinking of what to do. He was slightly confused about Miso. He checked his phone and then kept it on the table for charging and went on to take a shower. As he came back, half naked as the towel hung around his waist loosely, wiping his damp hair. He wore his clothes and decided to talk to her. 

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As he made his way to her room, he saw the door locked. He opened it with his fingerprint and came inside. 

She turned to the door's voice and came face to face with Seungcheol. He always carried a special but different aura from the others. His aura screamed power and leadership every time she saw him. She again turned around, back facing the man. He saw the lunch plate untouched, kept on the nightstand. He walked over and sat on the couch that was present in her room, facing her, with the plate in his veiny hands. Miso looked down at the bed a tear escaping her eye. But she quickly wiped it, uninterested to represent herself as a weak coward person. 

"Why are you not eating? You wanna go to the hospital or what?"

A shiver ran down her spine as she heard his bold and raspy voice. She finally looked up, meeting his cold gaze upon her. They both just shared an eye contact for a moment and said nothing. The tension between them took up. They just intensely stared at each other with no words. He frowned when his gaze lingered for a moment upon the hickeys on her neck. He smirked knowing who must have done that. He wanted to do it too, but for now he controlled himself. He mentally reminded himself to bring her some clothes too.

"I am asking you something Miso!"

He said, his voice raging up. Being done with her stubborn behavior, he took the chopsticks, and picked up a bite of the rice provided. He took it up to her mouth but she denied, making him more furious. He held her jaw with his hands, his nails digging in to her fragile skin. She opened her mouth as he fed her forcefully making her eat. He was feeding her forcefully which she did not liKe at all. The habit of feeding her was long gone for Miso. Since her mother had passed away no one fed her food, making her remind hr of her mother. Seungcheol looked at her, observing the girl's facial features. Her puppy eyes which were hazel brown, her hair long until her waist, and her body which looked to fragile and weak due to er not eating food. 

At first, he was going to tell her to eat by herself , but then something hit his mind and he had a desire to feed her. It was very strange for him though. He fed her everything one by one, also makin her drink the juice provided. He chuckled at how she was actually hungry but too stubborn to admit it. The way her cheeks blowed up like a hamster while eating made him  chuckle a lot. 

He suddenly fixed some strands of her hair which were loosened up on her face, making Miso flinch upon his sudden touch to which he just smirked. He sat there until she finished all the food, making her eat everything provided. He took the empty plate and was about to leave,

"If you don't eat properly from the next time, be ready for the punishments-"

He said leaving her room, locking the door, making her cry again. She felt like dying rather than facing them. She knew how much hate they possessed towards her. She was sure they were looking for revenge. She was tired. She just wanted a normal life. She wanted nothing rather than that. 

But her karma was against it.

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