youth ; jaeyong

six ; scars

" it's been more than seven hours, where are they? "

it was already one in the morning and yuta and i were worried sick.

i don't know how i was going to deal with this for years to come. how could i let my everything walk out right into danger and not be worried.

i paced around the living room, my fingers running through my hair nervously.

" i'm sure they're fine jaehyun, they do this for a living right? they know what they're doing. "

yuta's words only eased my nerves slightly.

" come on and sit down jae, worrying won't make it better. take a nap or something to take your mind off of it. "

i huffed, plopping down on the couch and trying to calm myself down.

" go to sleep jae. "

with one last sigh, i laid my head on yuta's legs and forced my eyes to shut.

it wasn't long before i began drifting off.

three a.m.

" angel.. "

i scrunched my face and stretched my limbs, not quite wrapping my head around who the voice belonged to.

my eyelids opened slightly before they shut again, not wanting to open.

i felt muscular arms slip under me, picking me up bridal style and holding me close to their chest.

" i missed you. "

i realized who the voice was, opening my eyes in a flash, and throwing my arms around his neck.

i cried softly in his arms, burying my head into his neck.

" i missed you too, so much. "

he chuckled, kissing my forehead.

" i was only gone for a couple hours baby. "

" i don't care, i need you. my heart hurts when you're not here. i was beyond worried about you, i didn't want anything to happen to you. "

after carrying me up the stairs, he laid me down gently on the bed. he went to  leave the room, probably to shut the lights off downstairs, but i grabbed his frail hand, pulling him down on top of me.

" how am i going to survive when you leave for something way more serious? i'm not cut out to be a gang wife taeyong! "

he laughed at me, his head going back slightly.

" well babe, you have to be a gang wife, you're with me. i promise when i leave for something more serious that i will check up on you every chance i get. call you, text you, facetime you, anything. it hurts me too when i'm away from you because i'm worried about you. it sucks being out there when i'd much rather be here with you.. "

he pressed his lips to mine, slowly moving them against my own.

" kissing you, telling you how beautiful you look, making you blush, listening to you say my name, cherishing you, making love to you.. "

my pulse quickened as he left a trail of soft kisses down my neck.

all of the bliss i felt was suddenly forgotten about when i froze, flashbacks of my stepdad in my head.

my lips began to quiver at the memory and i grabbed taeyong's hands, sitting up as silent tears rolled down my cheeks.

" baby, what's wrong? did i do something? "

i shook my head, tears pouring out of my eyes.

" my stepdad, he- he- "

taeyong furrowed his eyebrows, his eyes slightly widening as he wiped away my salty tears.

" he what, angel? "

" he- he raped me. "

taeyong's concern quickly changed to anger and he pulled me onto his lap, wrapping his arms around me.

" I'm so sorry baby boy. how dare that filthy bastard put his hands on you. "

i silently stood up, unbuttoning my jeans.

" baby, what are you doing? "

i stayed silent as i allowed my jeans to fall to the floor, my bruises fully exposed.

his jaw dropped as he stood up wordlessly, eyes beginning to fill with tears.

my milky skin was tarnished with purple and yellowish bruises, from my stepdad gripping my thighs too aggressively.

i sobbed as taeyong walked towards me, staring at my legs with tears falling down his cheeks.

" jae.. "

another sob rippled from me at his small voice. he grabbed my hand, guiding me back to the bed as i stepped out of my jeans on the floor.

warmth pooled in my heart as i laid down and he began pressing kisses to each individual bruise.

" tae.. "

" you truly are an angel. my beautiful broken angel. you didn't deserve this. it's amazing how you stay so strong and put a smile on your face even though you've been through all of this. your wings are bent but you can still fly. "

with each soft kiss he pressed to the bruises, my love for him only grew.

after he made sure he got each bruise left by my stepdad, he finished with a kiss to my lips.

" sleep angel. "

" did you get the guy who was after luhan? "

he nodded, running his fingers through my hair.

" he's locked up and in jail. EXO and SEVENTEEN will be coming over tomorrow for a meeting. so rest up baby boy. i'll be here beside you. "

he pulled me to his chest so my back was facing him and he nuzzled his head into my neck.

as i drifted off with a smile on my face, my heart nearly burst out of my chest when i heard him mutter something.

" i love you.. "

my stomach flipped as i resisted the urge to scream.

" i love you too.. "