PG-13 [Angst]
Warning: abuse
Under all of the innocence that's displayed onscreen, Taemin is a monster.
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It takes a moment for Aimee to realize that the choked screams are hers. "Don't, Taemin," she pleads, clinging onto the kitchen counter.
"Shut up," he growls, kicking her angrily. A ragged coughing attack falls from Aimee's lips. "Get up, bitch." A flurry of punches and kicks assault Aimee's body.
"Taemin, stop." Aimee looks up at him desperately, trying to pull herself up. It's harder because she's starting to feel light-headed and dizzy.
"Stop talking, you whore." He throws the first thing that he sees, a plate, at her. It hits her arm and bounces off, shattering on the floor. "Your voice annoys me."
Aimee obeys, hoping that Taemin will snap out of his rage. She lets herself fall, though, because the effort is too much.
"Listen to me, bitch. Get up." Taemin glares down at her and grabs her arm painfully, forcing Aimee up.
Aimee manages to hold herself up somehow, gripping the counter with a death grip. Darkness seeps into her vision.
"That wasn't so hard, was it?" Taemin bares his teeth maniacally.
"Taemin-" Aimee gasps, letting herself fall again, giving in. It's plain to see that she will die tonight. The darkness comes closer. "Taemin. I love you." She gives up and closes her eyes, her last breath leaving her quickly.
At that, Taemin snaps out of his rage, confused. "Aimee?" He kneels down next to her limp body. "Aimee, I'm sorry. Aimee, wake up." He shakes her body urgently, the realization setting in. Tears fall from Taemin's eyes, washing the blood off of her face. "My baby, please wake up." Taemin cradles her body in his arms, defeated. "I love you, darling. I'm sorry," he pleads.
Taemin presses one last kiss to Aimee's chapped lips. "Please forgive me."
