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Prolouge•Bruises|Yoonseok

"It hurts." I gasped as he pressed on my sides harder. The bruises that were there wouldn't go away for days, makeup couldn't even cover them. And even if hiding them could make him stop. He was persistent, he wouldn't. Even me saying it hurt didn't wipe the determined look off his face. He was determined to find out who was doing this to me. But would it be wrong to say that telling him hurt me more?

"You can't keep living like this, you don't deserve it." his voice took on a more serious tone making me nervous, I couldn't keep living like this. His brown bangs swished in his eyes, his eyes seemed to burn holes through my chest and sent stomping beats into my spine. This look was all too familiar, this feeling wasn't foreign to me at all. I was used to the loud beats of my heart ringing in my ears and my spine tingling creating a burning sensation dancing through my spine.

His pale fingers gripped the material of my shirt tightly creating deep creases. For a second the air I was breathing suddenly was taken away and I opened my mouth to engulf air into my lungs. I stood there against the wall that was suffocated by water droplets. I could feel my shirt wettening, the light plaid material taking on a darker shade.

I would be lying if I said that the silence wasn't killing me. This boy in front of me wasn't what I was used to. More dense, more strong, more intimidating. The more I met his agonizing gaze the more my chest caved in allowing no air to escape nor enter. My body seemed to drown in the absence of conversation. Waves sloshing me through the pain, I'd be fooling myself if I said this feeling wasn't neutral for me. Of course it was, these bruises covered me everyday. New ones introduced themselves to me in the most unpleasant ways and the old ones greeted me, reminding me of how my life was.

Reminding me of how much of a mistake I was, of how much chances I had to give up, how much times I could have told him.

"Please, just tell me.." I was too engrossed in my thoughts to notice his slender fingers curled around my collar now, pulling me up a bit and tears stained his face. I was forced to look straight into his bloodshot eyes. I tried opening my mouth to speak but all that came out was a low whimper. And then there it was. Tears.

I tried moving my hands to wipe them away, they seemed like acid running down my cheeks. The salty substance burned the cuts and welts around my eyes. The burning seemed to dissolve the feeling in my chest and my whole body began going numb. The light around me seemed to darken and the hold on my collar seemed to loosen. I slid down the wall, the water now wetting my hair.

My knees buckled with pain and soon I was on the floor, head drooping. Tears still streamed down my face blurring my vision turning objects into blurry blobs of shapes. The bathtub beside me looked like a cloud considering it was white and my vision wasn't up to par. I wished to be anywhere but in this bathroom. Anything was better. I wasn't used to being secure and safe. Fear was a never ending ride for me. To be here, where no one could lay their hands on me was peculiar, scariest in the slight. Would they find me? And hurt him too? The thought is too fearful to bear.

"My thoughts are the reason for my bruises."

a/n: hello guys! so this was a little something i whipped up and honestly i feel like making it a fanfiction. i really want to. please comment about it and put your thoughts. i watched young forever today and honestly jin and jhope caught my attention a lot for some reason and the song is really great.

qotc: who caught your eye in young forever mv? leave answers here i wanna know!!!

thanks for reading and i'll see you in my next update, i love you<3