𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐃 - 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

pretty boy - 🥀(🧸)

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Triggers: SEXUAL ASSUALT
Please do not read if this is a sensitive topic.
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Jisung loved to be pretty. He found joy in being a little more feminine than most other guys, whether that was wearing some makeup, or wearing pretty pastels.

Minho knew this made him a target for bullies. Jisung had suffered years of torment before they began dating, but since they got together no one had dared to mess with him. Minho was pretty proud of that.

Today, Minho had basketball practice, and Jisung had rehearsal for the vocal ensemble. They ended at the same time, and the two agreed to meet up at their lockers and walk home together.

Jisung was let out a little early, so he took his time walking to his locker. He had left his backpack in there, only bringing his folder, water, and phone to the rehearsal. It was so weird to see the hallway empty and silent, since it was usually filled with teenagers trying to find their way to their classes.

Jisung heard the bustle of the boys coming out of the gym and going their respective ways. He figured Minho would stay back and help clean up as usual.

A guy walked down the hallway toward him. Hajoon. His locker wasn't in this hallway, and the boy's locker room is the opposite way. So why was he walking toward Jisung with a smirk on his face?

"Hey pretty boy," Hajoon teased, leaning on the wall.

"Hello Hajoon. Is Minho coming?" Jisung asked nervously. He tugged his shorts down, becoming suddenly aware that his knees were exposed.

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"What's he matter? You're mine now," Hajoon said. He placed a hand over Jisung's mouth and held his thigh with the other. Jisung screamed against the hand and struggled as Hajoon leaned down to kiss his neck. Tears clouded his vision as he fought Hajoon, whose hand was feeling all over his thigh.
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Minho just finished getting his things out of the locker room, said goodbye to his friends, and started toward his and Jisung's school lockers. He heard muffled screams from further down the hallway, and ran toward them.

Minho saw one of the guys from the team, Hajoon, kissing Jisung. His Jisung. And Jisung was NOT enjoying it, screaming and crying and trying to move away.

When Minho saw Hajoon, he couldn't think about anything but his rage. He ran and punched him in the side of the head. Jisung fell to the ground, arms wrapped around himself and sobbing. Minho kicked Hajoon in the stomach and he fell to the ground.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" Minho screamed, punching him again.

"The bitch was asking for it!" Hajoon yelled back. Minho was shaking with rage. He heard people running and yelling at him to stop, but he couldn't care less. He grabbed Hajoon by the collar.

"If you ever touch him again, I won't hesitate to kill you. Understand?" Hajoon stayed frozen. "I said do I make myself fucking clear!" He unfroze and nodded viciously. Minho threw him back, releasing his shirt. "Get the fuck out of here, and don't you dare bother him again." Hajoon scrambled to his feet and ran.

Minho turned and saw his friends, Chan, Changbin, Felix, and Hyunjin, who had heard the yelling and hurried towards them. Then he saw Jisung. He rushed to his side.

"Jisungie? Can I hug you?" Minho asked softly. Jisung shook his head quickly, still sobbing and beginning to rock himself back and forth. "Can I hold your hand?" Jisung thought for a minute before slowly nodding, and shakily reaching his hand out. Minho took it carefully in both of his, rubbing his knuckles gently. He wasn't sure what Jisung's comfort level was right now, and didn't want to make him feel unsafe again.