Once (M/N) arrived home, he had dashed upstairs and straight into the bathroom. He had been beaten bloody. His face was sore and showered with bruises. His body ached and was adorned with wounds. It hurt to move. It almost felt like he had been a punching bag to a pro wrestler. "Owww ..." (M/N) groaned, while his phone rang for the tenth time, as he sighed and ignored his boyfriend's call. "I can't have him see me like this."
Upon filling the bathtub, (M/N) had gotten inside and laid down. He had taken some aspirins for the pain. He knew that the medications wouldn't help him alone. He had then thought of a hot bath. It worked and his (E/C) orbs quickly drifted shut from the soothing warm water. "Ugh! Seriously, Yuma?!" (M/N) groaned, while his phone vibrated from another text message, as he ignored it and filled the bath with bubbles. "I just want some peace and quiet right now."
Unfortunately, (M/N) had heard his doorbell ring just after fifteen minutes. He instantly panicked and peered through the bathroom window at his front lawn. His (E/C) orbs quickly met the annoyed and agitated chocolate brown hues of his boyfriend's. A squeak soon slipped out of his mouth and he darted straight out of the bathtub and locked the bathroom door. "I know you're in there! Why are you ignoring me, (M/N)?" Yuma cried out, while kicking the front door open, as (M/N) gasped and nearly dropped his bathrobe. "What did I do wrong? I won't know if you don't tell me!"
In due time, (M/N) had heard footsteps outside of the bathroom. He instantly became rigid and stiff from fear. He didn't want his boyfriend to find out about the bullying. He was afraid that Yuma might think he was weak or an unpopular little nerd. His heart couldn't take the rejection from the love of his life. "I know you're in there, (M/N). Open the door!" Yuma said, while banging his hand on the door, as (M/N) gasped and backed away. "Come on, sweetheart! Why are you ignoring me?"
As the Yuma continued banging his hand against the door, (M/N) could see it giving away and wood chips sprinkling onto the tiles. His heart jolted and hammered against his chest. He couldn't take his boyfriend's reaction to the bruises and bullying. He felt like he was going to be dumped deep down. Yuma was a popular senior in school and people wanted to date him. Yuma chose him, though. That's when the bullying started happening because they were jealous of him. "Babe, please stop!" (M/N) cried out, while the door finally gave away, as it creaked slowly open. "Please don't come inside."
However, (M/N)'s boyfriend didn't listen and barged inside of the bathroom. His (E/C) orbs started watering instantly and he hugged himself. He couldn't stand still underneath his boyfriend's surprised stare. Those terrified chocolate brown orbs were wide and slowly narrowing in anger. "Who did this to you, (M/N)? I'll kill them!" Yuma demanded, while his hands curled into fists, as (M/N) gulped and remained silent. "Tell me! I'll hurt them."
Without hesitation, (M/N) had hugged his boyfriend. He had thought that Yuma would dump him. He had thought his boyfriend wouldn't love him anymore. He was wrong, though. His boyfriend did love him and actually wanted to hurt his bullies. "Please calm down," (M/N) pleaded, while burying his face into Yuma's chest, as his boyfriend returned the embrace. "Owww! Careful, babe!"
Immediately, (M/N) had been released and left standing in the bathroom. His boyfriend was infuriated and wanting to hurt his bullies. He couldn't let that happen, though. He didn't want his boyfriend to get into trouble and especially with school. "Stop, Yuma! I know you're angry but please calm down," (M/N) said, while Yuma sighed and turned around, as teardrops escaped from his chocolate brown eyes. "Let's just go to bed, babe."
In a gentle manner, (M/N) had been picked up bridal style and carried to his bedroom. He smiled and wiped his boyfriend's tears away. He had never known his boyfriend loved him so much. He had truly not known. "I love you, (M/N). And, I'm gonna get revenge whether you like it or not," Yuma confessed, while laying him down, as (M/N) closed his (E/C) orbs and let his boyfriend kiss his bruises. "I won't let anyone get away with hurting you."
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