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✿𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘=𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚎
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍
𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙸 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝙳𝙸𝙳
𝙼𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍

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"What the fuck?" Jeongguk mumbled to himself after arriving at his house to the most heart-breaking sight.

Joongsik was crying. . .

The little boy acted so mature that sometimes Jeongguk forgets he's just that, a little boy. Seeing him cry made his heart ache in a way that made him feel like his soul was in pain. He promised himself, took an oath to make sure his son had the best childhood with no tears if possible. But, here he was, standing in his own living with his so called wife encouraging his father to continue putting his wrinkly ass hands on his son.

"What the fuck?" He said it louder. Jeongguk felt rage he hadn't felt in a long time. The type of rage where you couldn't think straight, you just act on impulse.

He did. He acted on impulse.

"Jeongguk! Do you not teach your son mann-ah!" The man yelped in shock, his hands stopped tormenting the six year old who ran behind his father while wiping his tears.

Mr. Jeon wrapped his hands around Jeongguk's wrists. He tried tugging against the strong, veiny hands that were viciously gripping his throat.

"Jeongguk!" Jessi exclaimed in fear.

"Never put your hands on my son, you hear me?" Jungkook whispered menacingly. Mr. Jeon tried to chuckle but he could feel himself getting more light-headed. The defiance pissed Jeongguk off even more so he tightened his grip.

"Jeongguk stop!" Jessi ordered in horror as she watched the old man's face turn purple from the lack of air, his face as veiny as Jeongguk's hand.

"I said what I said and I sure hope I don't have to repeat it again because if you even think about putin' your filthy ass hands on my son I'll show you hell from the demons you gave me. . ."

Jeongguk squeezed his throat so hard the man let out a cry of agony followed by a pathetic whimper. He was thrown onto to the ground by his son that turned around to check on his own son. Jessi was terrified. Jeongguk has never, never had the balls to actually harm his father. He has started to change and she knows why.

Jessi attended the older man who was in raw pain. Every breath he took made him want to stop breathing altogether. His face was slowly regaining its color but the dark red hand-prints on his neck would remain there for days. He was in too much pain to be shocked Jeongguk just nearly killed him. . .

Jeongguk didn't hesitate to pull his crying son into his arms. Joongsik, feeling his safest, started whailing and sobbing. His cries echoing through the house. His dad was there and now he could fully express the fear he was feeling. Jeongguk comforted the boy with tears running down his own cheeks. He didn't stop the boy from crying, he needed it.

His own son wasn't safe in his own home and that made him feel worthless. His own home wasn't safe. He knew Jessi was a bitch but she knew damn well she couldn't harm the boy or Jeongguk would actually kill her. He's all sweet until you fuck up and know why you never should've fucked up.