Genre: Violence (You have been warned . . . ) Otp: Yoonjin Requested by: DemBangtanBoys (I hope you like this . . . 😰)
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{I thought that I've been hurt before, but no one's ever left me quite this sore. Your words cut deeper than a knife, and now I need someone to breathe me back to life.}
Min Yoongi chuckled with his dark eyes trained the floor as he lightly shook his head. "So, what you're blaming this on me?"
"Yeah, basically. I mean-- if you and your friends didn't invite me to that stupid Highschool party of yours, I never would've met you. We never would've slept together, or gotten in fights, and I especially never would've fallen in love with you." The taller boy glared viciously.
{Gotta feeling that I'm going under, but I know that i'll make it out alive- if I quit calling you my lover. Move on.}
Yoongi scoffed at hearing his boyfriend's harsh words. "I-I get it. Much easier to blame things on other people so you won't have to take responsibility, huh? But then again, I don't blame you. You were raised by filthy rich dogs---"
Yoongi grunted in pain as Kim Seokjin grabbed his shirt and slammed him up against the wall. "Don't you ever fucking DARE talk about my family like that."
{You watch me: bleed until I can't breathe. Shaking, falling onto my knees. (And now that) I'm without your kisses, I'll be needing stitches. Tripping over myself. Aching, begging you to come help. (And now that) I'm without your kisses, I'll be needing stitches.}
Yoongi pushed the older boy away and wet his lips. "Really though. You're never even home anymore! I mean-you go out from the evening after school for hours on end, you're busy throughout the whole entire weekend-- I bet you're going and screwing around with all the students at our school behind my back---"
Slap!
Yoongi gasped as he lurched to the side, his cheek burning and tingling from the slight yet harsh contact it had with Seokjin's hand.
{Just like a moth drawn to a flame; oh, you lured me in, I couldn't sense the pain. Your bitter heart's cold to the touch. And now I'm gonna reap what I sow. I'm left seeing red on my own.}
"I'm working on my studies the whole time at school, and the only reason I'm busy throughout the week is because of my part-time job I have! I'm working my ass off just to be able to make enough money to pay the bills and pay for your fucking rent!!!" Seokjin screamed at the unmoving younger boy.
