AUTHORS NOTE
TRIGGER WARNING.
*Abuse.
Sorry for not updating much, I won't be able to update for a while, but I still write when I get the chance and I save everything to publish it all later for you all.
Enjoy :)
His ''I miss you'' got me.
His ''I want to help you'' has gotten me.
His ''I want to hit you so bad'' has me.
His ''You're worthless and only here for use'' hits me.
Like his hands do.
When I decided to leave him once I thought I'd never get into this position anymore, but here I am.
I seem to enjoy it he says, he says I enjoy the pain he gives me, that I enjoy the burning feeling on my body when he hit me again and that I even enjoy the harsh words about me being on earth in the first place.
Like The Weeknd tells me, this ain't ordinary life. People tell me this is wrong but I don't see the wrong in it. I love him, loved him before and will love him later too. It may not be the perfect relationship but he tells me how much he loves me when he treats my wounds, including the one in my heart. When he touches me in the loving way, like the hugs and kisses he gives me, I keep remembering why I love him and why I won't leave him again.
He forces me.
He forces me into dieting so I can get more appealing to look at.
He forces me into wearing new and more make-up because it makes me prettier.
He forces me into not communicating with anyone because I will only focus on him then.
He forces me into sex because he wants to feel loved too.
He forces me into catching his hands when he becomes mad because it is my own fault.
He forces me into so much yet I don't care, as long as I can still get that sweet sounding ''I love you'' out of his mouth and into my ears.
Kim Taehyung, I love you.
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BTS Imagines || Kpopde
FanfictionAs you can read in the title this book is going to be filled with imagines about BTS :) I didn't proofread any of the imagines but I still hope you enjoy it
