Sixteen.Memories

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Miniko shivered in the rain as she walked to Seokjin's apartment. Maybe she shouldn't have been too impulsive and grabbed a coat in her haste to leave. Maybe she shouldn't have broken up with Yoongi, but the thought fills her with anger. Even so, she still sobbed quietly on her way to her close friend's home. Luckily Seokjin had given her a key so she wouldn't have to disturb him. It was just lucky that she remembered to grab her phone and keys.

As Miniko entered the small apartment, she quietly called out Seokjin's name, her voice muffled by her still falling tears. While he didn't answer her, Miniko still heard noise coming from his bedroom. With shaking feet she ventured deeper into the apartment to Seokjin's room. Hesitantly she pressed her ear to the door and grinned a little when she heard two distinct different moans and grunts come into her ear. Curiously, she peeked inside to see Seokjin over a really pretty girl.

Though as she closed the door, a frown settled onto her face. She couldn't stay with Seokjin, the pretty girl may get the wrong idea with a moody pregnant girl staying with the handsome boy. Miniko wouldn't want to ruin Seokjin's chance at finding love. 'I'm freezing though,' she thought, looking around his apartment. She looked around his apartment and grinned when she saw a big fluffy sweatshirt that was one of Seokjin's favorites. She slipped it on and left the apartment, trying to figure out where she could stay.

'I can't stay at a hotel, I don't have any money. Miyuki is out of town so her house is locked up. The other boys live pretty far away for walking. The closest would be Jeongguk's apartment. But...he shares that with Emmeryn.' Though as lightning flashed across the sky in a brilliant, but scary flash, Miniko thought of SJ. 'Oh my god! What about baby SJ? I don't want him to get hurt by Yoongi and I's fight. I should call him as soon as I get a place to stay.'

Another bolt flashed across the sky making Miniko shake in Seokjin's sweatshirt. She was completely soaked through as soon as she stepped into the rain. Sighing, Miniko scuttled in the direction of Jeongguk's apartment. "I'm so sorry, Kookie," she whispered into the sky.

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Yoongi sat at the last table in the room, staring dully at his food. His head hung down and his face was completely apathetic. 'I miss her so much. I miss them all. I swear to god I'm going to rot in here,' he thought, swirling his mash potatoes around in his plate. It was a little too soggy to be mash potatoes and was downright disgusting, but he still ate it. He had to stay healthy for Miniko and the baby.

Yoongi gasped and choked as a hand wrapped around his throat, shoving him against a wall. A big man with a cracked smile grinned at him. "How do ya do? Your a pretty one, y'know? We don't get many pretty boys 'round here." His breath was absolutely grotesque and would've made Yoongi's nose crinkle and an insult snap from Yoongi's mouth.

Though with the last of the oxygen still in his body, Yoongi could only give the man a spaced out look, his head looping from side to side. It was almost pleasant, the loop he was out into with his brain coming up with little illusions in his mind. Though when a fist punched his jaw and the arm was released from his neck, Yoongi lurched forward coughing violently. He fell onto his hands and knees, taking in as much air as he could.

When he looked up, Yoongi's eyes widened when he saw the head of a dick staring back at him. The big man grabbed Yoongi's hair and forced the black haired man to suck on his dick. Tears fell from Yoongi's eyes as he tried to pull himself away but to no avail. The man just shoved Yoongi's head forward and backwards onto his dick until he shoved the black haired man's head away. The man then grabbed his dick and pumped it until pools of cum fell onto Yoongi's head.

The man laughed and ruffled Yoongi's still fluffy hair. "Pretty boys give my dick good treatment." After which he left Yoongi on the floor curled up in a fetal position with tears leaking desperately from his eyes. Though his face was wide and frozen, as though he could not simply understand what had just happened.

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My nose hurts...
And yes, dear readers, I do very much hate myself for writing this. It hurts me to hurt my dear characters.

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