Bruises - (KSISTAR ONESHOT)

Bruises

(A/N) by the way Vik is not feminine in this, the clothes he wears are men's clothes and are not seen as feminine or girly.

I yelled as I slammed to the floor unexpectedly, the ball rolling slowly away from me in an evil taunt as the laughs and screams of the rest of my friends bounced from one to another.

"INSTA KILL!" I heard JJ scream, laughing maniacally and I just sighed, realising he was the culprit, no shock there. This had happened way too many times.

I laughed them off, sitting up and looking at the camera (although we weren't recording), embarrassed. The grass under neath me was slightly wet from the night before, seeping through my joggers and making my boxers damp and it made the red hint on my cheeks worsen.

"Oi, nah. Vik, you should've seen that coming. He was ready to destroy you, you're so lucky you moved." I heard Ethan giggle hysterically and normally I would've laughed along with them but as I moved to stand up, I felt my leg give way to a powerful kick and I landed harshly on my face. I felt my cheekbone hit the floor and my vision went black for a second.

"Aw, no. Vik!" I heard Tobi chuckle as he jogged over to me, grabbing my head. "JJ, you hurt him."

"He'll be fine, Vik you sap get up," JJ laughed as I shook Tobi off and got to my feet, a limp forming as my hip felt rigid. "Si, bet you can't hit the crossbar at the exact same time as me." I heard him shout, forgetting about me.

I rolled my eyes, walking to sit behind the camera, which was luckily off. I knew no one here would miss the chance to record my embarrassment. I groaned in pain as I watched the rest mess around. They asked me to play a few times but I just made the excuse that I couldn't be fucked and I needed to text my mum back. They huffed about how lazy I was before beginning to record a penalty challenge. A few times the ball rolled back over near me but I didn't bother getting it for them.

Eventually they finished recording and I walked ahead of them to get in JJ's car, just wanting to go home and have a nap to recover from my headache which formed when my head hit the floor. When everyone was in the car, I just pressed myself up against the window, wanting to be away from everyone, especially Jide. He just never seemed to be bothered when he hurt me and I know he did it to other people as well as me but I felt like he took advantage of me because I was skinny and therefore light and easy to push around.

By the time we were almost back at the house, Tobi texted that he had already arrived at his own house but he planned to come over later and to tell the boys. I just handed my phone to Ethan, who told the rest and handed it back. At one point, JJ cracked a joke about me and looked in the rear view mirror to see my reaction but I just glared out the window. Ethan managed to slip his arm around my shoulder when the silence turned awkward and he pulled me against him so my head was against his chest.

"You doin' okay?" He muttered quietly into my ear and I just shrugged, not really sure myself. I didn't see the point in being mad at JJ, I was more mad at myself for being such a pushover but I was frustrated at the fact that JJ found it so fun to take it out on me. Another part of me kind of relished in being pissed off though because it meant that maybe they would finally leave me alone for a while and let me think. "Is it JJ?"

I just shrugged again, I didn't really wanna say anything, and everyone else was now deadly silent in the hopes of catching our conversation so I just clsoed my eyes as he rubbed a hand against my arm supportively.

"Gettin' a bit close there, Behz. Something we should know?" I could practically feel JJ's smirk radiating off of his speech and I mentally rolled my eyes as Ethan chuckled.

"Focus on your driving, bitch."

We eventually got into the house and I just slumped down on the couch, pretending to watch the shitty cricket on the TV so no body disturbed me. 20 minutes later , Ethan came downstairs with my blanket in his hands and a hot chocolate. He placed the blanket over me and the drink on the table.