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Rap Monster X Abused!Reader

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Rap monster X Abused!Reader

I want to stop this. I want someone to reach out and help me. It seems unfair that everyone has someone they can lean on, and I don't. Whether it be their parents, or friends, or significant other, they have someone and I don't. Then again, I don't blame anyone for not wanting to be my friend. After all of the physical and mental abuse at home, I don't feel secure enough to let my guard down and be my shy self. I have taken on a rebellious image. My makeup is dark and creepy, my clothes are dark and ragged. My ears are pierced more than once and my nails are always painted black. I act out very often and many people either hate me or are scared of me. 

I really want to reach out to someone, but my insecurities won't let me. I want to be like other girls my age and hang out with friends...maybe even find a boyfriend. I can't help but imagine what it would be like to be hugged by someone that loves you more than anything.

Oh no! I left my guard down again! I hope nobody saw me just now. I need to keep a strait face. Right now I am sitting in the back of my classroom. I think we are having math right now, but I am not paying attention, so who cares.

After classes ended I took my bag and tried to leave, but my teacher called me over.

"(Name), your behavior aside, I am sure that you can do much better in your studies. I know that you won't do it on your own, so I have decided to assign you a tutor. He is fro your class and he agreed to help you. He is waiting for you in the library."

"K."

OMG! Why?! I can't face people, especially one-on-one. I won't be able to keep a strait face. Not to mention it is a boy from our class! Who could it be? Most of the boys are either scared of me or simply ignore me. I was also bullied a lot in middle school, but that changed when I started high school and became the rebel.

You arrive at the library and you can't help but feel nervous.

You enter quietly and someone waves you over. When you come closer, you see that it is...Kim Namjoon?! 

He is the smartest and most popular boy in your class, if not the whole school and he was sitting in front of you smiling. He was going to be your tutor?! No! You would not survive with your image intact. You had to stop this.

"Sorry, Kim. I don't want to do this. I am leaving."

 You turn around to leave, but he grabs your wrist and pins you to the bookshelf. The unexpected move causes you to let your guard down and you look up at him with a lost and almost helpless look in your eyes, tears threatening to spill down your cheeks. His eyes widen and his grip loosens.

"I-I'm sorry, (Name). I d-didn't mean to scare you."

This time it's your turn to be surprised. You let him see your true character. You need to awaken your emotionless facade again, but the whole situation and months of keeping it bottled up won't let you. Tears begin to spill down your cheeks and you let out quiet sobs. You close your eyes so that you can't see Namjoon's expression. You then hear someone entering the library and you cover your mouth to not let out any more sounds. You begin to tremble.

What if they see you? What are you going to do?

But before your panicked brain can make any more decisions, Namjoon moves closer to you and places his hands on either side of your head, caging you in his embrace. From behind his broad shoulders you can't be seen, so the person that entered a few minutes ago assumes that the popular student is having some alone time with someone and quickly excuses themselves. He moves away slightly, but you hold on to the front of his school uniform, silently begging him not to go anywhere. He chuckles and wraps his arms around your waist.

"I wasn't going anywhere, don't worry. I will stay with you, (Name)."

After you calm down a bit, you let go of him and hide your blushing face in your hands. You try to move away, but he does not let go of your waist.

"No, (Name). I have a few questions that I need you to answer first."

You don't look up at him, but nod your head to let him know you will do as he says.

"Who gave you those bruises?"

"Huh?"

You look up at him and notice how close his face is. He is looking at you with a very intense gaze and your already tomato-red face somehow becomes even darker. His expression does not falter and he silently awaits your answer.

This was your chance to reach out for help.

"My p-parents...."

He does not seen surprised, rather, it seems as if his suspicions have been confirmed. His eyes focus on something behind you and you can hear a low sound escape his throat, somewhat resembling a growl.

"(Name), I know this may sound weird, but I have been watching you around school for a while and I have figured out that you are nowhere as mean or rebellious as you try to seem. I noticed your injuries a few days ago, which is where I grew the line and so I volunteered to be your tutor. I wanted to talk to you. (Name), come and live with me."

"L-Live with y-you?!"

"N-Not like that. It's just...I really like you and I don't want to see you suffer. I won't force you into anything, but I can't stand to see you hurt. I want to at least be your friend. Will you come with me?"

A new batch of tears finds its way down your cheeks and you tightly wrap your arms around his waist. He seems a bit taken back by your response and he carefully wipes away any traces of sadness from your cheeks.

"What's wrong?"

"I-I am h-happy, Namjoon-sshi."

"Oppa."

"N-Namjoon-o-oppa."

"Are you sure you are alright?"

"Yes, it's just...I feel so warm right now. I feel so happy that someone cares. I want to come with you, Oppa. I want to be your friend. Maybe even...."

He chuckles and kisses you lightly on your forehead. 

"You have had enough excitement for now. We can continue our studies at home."

"Thank you, Oppa. I am happy, and it's all thanks to you."

"(Name), your answer has brought me just as much happiness today."

You leave the school hand in hand. You found someone to care for you as much as you will care for them. You no longer envied the others because you now had all the happiness you desired....