Youngjae’s POV:
The next morning, I woke up to some slamming. I jolted up and started to shake Daehyun.
“Dae…” I was cut off by my door being kicked down.
“Yoo Youngjae!” I widened my eyes in fear. My father stalked over to us, Daehyun magically still asleep, and grabbed each of our arms. He flung Daehyun to the left and me to the right.
“What the-” Daehyun groaned as he stood up. He took one look at my dad and glared. “Leave us alone!” He yelled.
“Shut up Daehyun!” My father snapped at him.
“Appa…” I whined. He stomped over to me and grabbed my hair.
“Who said you could talk?!” I whimpered, but stayed quiet.
“Get off him!” Daehyun screamed, running over and punching my dad in the face. My appa let go, stumbling a little bit, before punching my boyfriend back. I slowly slid to the floor, crouching in the corner like a coward as I watched my dad beat up my lover.
“He doesn’t deserve to be treated this way!” Daehyun shouted, trying to block the punches.
“I’m his father; I’ll treat him as I please!” My dad tackled Daehyun to the floor.
“That’s not right!” Daehyun flipped my dad on his back and threw a few punches.
“Who cares what you think?! You are nothing to him!” Daehyun grabbed my dad’s throat, pulling him up and ramming his head back into the ground.
“I! Am! His! Everything!” After every word, my dad’s head hit the floor. I closed my eyes, not able to look anymore. After a few quiet minutes, I felt hands on my face. “Youngjae…?” I opened my eyes to the sound of my boyfriend’s voice. I sank into the wall, letting any tears I had left escape from my eyes. “Youngjae, please talk to me.” I whipped my eyes, shaking my head no.
“He isn’t going to talk to you when he knows he isn’t supposed to speak.” I looked behind Daehyun to see my dad pointing a gun at his head. I opened my mouth to speak, but stopped myself. How could I talk when I would just get hurt, or worse, get Daehyun hurt?
“Youngjae, it will be ok. Please, just say something to me.” I bit my lip, looking into my boyfriend’s pleading eyes. “Youngjae…” Tears began to fill his eyes, as he looked away from me. “Oh I see…”
“I told you; you are nothing to him.” My dad chuckled, cocking the gun and aiming it at Daehyun, who turned around.
“I guess you are right, but I still rather have you shoot me, than live without him. So, do as you please.” I widened my eyes as Daehyun spread his arms out, closed his eyes, and tilted his head back, waiting to die. I couldn’t let him do that to Daehyun; my Daehyun.
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Hey guys! I know it's not very long, but i'm kinda tired :/ sucks i know, btw it's either the next chapter or the chapter after that will be the last! but no worries, will definitely be a sequel! :D ...some encourage Jongup on the side!
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