Promiscuous {Vmin} [BoyxBoy]

✩Past✩

He sighed and feeling the urge to cry getting stronger.

He remembers when he was still pure and innocent.

He remembers when he didn't know his 'friends' intentions. Why they asked him to join the group on that day.

He remembers getting an uneasy feeling when the atmosphere got tense and almost like it was sending out warning signs to him.

But poor Jimin pushed that irrational thought away.

Then

He remembers being pushed into a bathroom stall.

He remembers it being locked.

He remembered how that guy touched him all over, it hurt so much.

No matter how many times Jimin told him to stop.

No matter how hard he tried to pry out of the grip.

He remembers the way the others banged and cheered to their sick friend from the other side of the door.

He remembers putting up a fight, begging, pleading, crying for him to let Jimin go.

But it was no use.

He remembers blacking out and regaining consciousness, only to be greeted by wicked grins, cold stares and the clicking of camera phones.

He was completely naked, vulnerable and humiliated.

He was so shaken afterwards, he could barely stand up or walk for that matter.

He remembered limping home, hoping to be comforted by his mother, at least a hug and "it's going to be okay"

That's all he wanted. But he got something else.

When he hesitantly told his mother his traumatic experience through trembling lips, she had a different response than he expected.

She yelled at him, called him names, was disgusted by him.

What she said next, broke his heart completely

"That's impossible, males wouldn't do that to other males unless they were being seduced. It's your own fault. I can't believe I'm finding out now that my son is a whore."

He locked himself in his room after that and cried. He cried until it hurt and still cried more.

The air among them was tense for about three weeks until they went to therapy and she apologized.

She tried her best since then to understand her son, even though she still disapproved of his 'life style' but said nothing more about it.

Even though their relationship was almost normal after that. He couldn't help but have a patch of bitterness in his heart towards his mother.

He thought to himself " if no one was going to be there for me, I have to be there for myself."

A few days later the same four boys came up to him

"Hey Pretty boy, were having another get together and you're going to be there, or else the pictures will spread, got that?"

Obviously, he couldn't say no and unwillingly agreed to another session of being used.

It was just as bad as the first time, leaving him with bruises all over.

Sometimes when they asked him, it wasn't blackmail, it was physical threats.

Things like how they would hurt him or his mother when they find out where he lives. He couldn't have that, so continued to agree up onto the point of not needing a reason or to be threatened.

He learnt how to not show emotions. At first, it was hard not to cry as being constantly violated wasn't easy to handle.

They would taunt him for crying, they would laugh at him.

But after a while he was able to hold back his tears completely. He was strangely proud of himself.

Soon he felt nothing. Now here he was having sex with anyone for a reason he's not so sure of.

He keeps telling himself, at least this way they will leave you alone. They won't hurt you.

Just give them what they want.

That was three years ago.

Taehyung looked at him, listening to the whole story in grave detail. His heart was crushed to say the least

He placed a hand on his shoulder and smiled softly at him "Thank you for sharing with that with me".

He was thankful, now he knows why. Now he knows the so called secret behind it all.

Jimin didn't respond but kept his eyes down, he bit his lips as he felt tears threatening to fall from his eyes. He took a deep breath in an attempt to calm down.

Taehyung instinctively opened his arms out, offering the space between them for Jimin to come in.

Jimin looked at at him, something in his body was compelling him to do it.

He slowly scooted into Taehyung's arms.

Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jimin tightly, resting his face on Jimin's shoulder.

It was new and awkward for Jimin but it felt like exactly what he needed.

What he need three years ago.

The feeling of being held, was so reassuring and comforting. Jimin hadn't felt like this in years.

"Don't hold back in front of me, you don't have to be strong or emotionless right now, just let it go" Taehyung tried his best to sound consoling.

The thought of the possible amount of people who took advantage of Jimin in that state was disturbing .

Taehyung could never forgive them.

He felt Jimin shake slightly before there was something wet dripping down his neck.

Taehyung had a sad smile, holding Jimin closer, rocking Jimin side to side as he sobbed quietly.

"I'm sorry, it must've been scary right? To be alone for so long. But don't worry"

I'm here

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