your eyes •yungi•

six

[i have up to chapter 11 written so i'll prob just spam post it😭 but anyways thanks for the little attention im getting on this story, it makes me happy :) ]

TRIGGER WARNING! this chapter includes mention of abuse and implications of rape, skip till you see no italics if you don't want to read it!

^mingi^

mingi waved to wooyoung as the boy got into sans car and left.

"so your having boys over now?"

mingi shut the door and walked back towards his room.

"you hear me talking to you damnit!"

mingi stopped and turned around, staring at the ground.

his father stood and walked over, until he was in front of mingi.

mingis face was squeezed in his hand, then abruptly tilted up to face his father.

"look at me when i speak to you." he said, breath smelling heavy with beer.

even with mingis face tilted up towards his father, he didn't want to look at the fat fuck, so he looked at the couch behind him.

maybe bad choice because then his dad punched him, actually sucker punched him.

mingi fell to the ground, holding his jaw.

his dad never hit him, sure he'd yell at mingi and threaten to hit him but it had never happened, ever. mingi was shocked, the taste of blood in his mouth combined with the dizzying yet numbing pain in his face was not a good combo.

"get the fuck up." his dad nudged him with his foot.

mingi listened and wobbly stood, still staring at the ground.

"so i have a faggot of a son now huh? you like taking dick?" his dad pushed him.

mingi couldn't say anything, just swallow.

"since you like taking it so much," he abruptly pushed mingi on the ground, then grabbed at his pants and mingis heart stopped.

he really wished that this was just a sick dream.

but it wasn't.

and after everything was said and done, his dad and mom left, slamming the door so hard the whole house shook.

mingi balled his fists up.

why couldn't he do anything?

why did it happen to him?

why did his life suck so much?

he punched the cold tile floor until his knuckles bled, then walked up the stairs and sat on his bed.

"then i called you but you wouldn't answer. i called you so many times yunho. you said you'd always answer on the first three calls. so then i sat there. then called you again." mingi said, voice slightly shaky. why were his eyes stinging? seriously, he was such a pussy. men don't cry.

then after hearing some shuffling, yunho laid on the ground in front of mingi.

he pulled mingi close and held him against his chest.

"i'm so sorry mingi."

and for some reason, that broke mingi because the tears wouldn't stop gushing out of his eyes.

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