"home"ophobic // namjin

"Bye"

I accidentally published this earlier... my bad.

bridges are prettier at night,

the way they reflect the moonlight onto the water,

there's no cars, or people, no one to stop the suicidal delinquents, who try to end their lives,

i hope when i come to this bridge, its this pretty,

with no people.

I'm Kim Seokjin, 17-year-old homeless kid, who got raped by his mom, and beat by his dad.

And today is my birthday.....

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I knocked shyly on the white door in front of me. I hadn't stopped crying since I left the house, and I don't think coming here will help.

But where else can I go?

"Uh he- Jin?" Namjoon opened the door, but froze when he saw me. I doubt I looked very appealing. Dirty, sobbing.

"C-can I stay for a little bit?" I asked, trying to contain the sobs that threatened to escape. 

Namjoon didn't answer, instead he picked me up bridal style and carried me into his house. 

I yelped at the sudden movement and practically strangled him. 

Yep. Not a fan of heights.

He set me down on the sofa, which was quite comfortable. I sunk into the sofa. And for the first time in a long time, I felt content.

It felt almost like my brother wasn't gone, like I had never been assaulted, like mom hadn't left. 

I knew reality would sink in, but I was hoping it would take a while.

"Jin?" Namjoon asked quietly. "What happened?"

Key word: hoping

"Well, my dad went to jail," Namjoon smiled.

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"Yes, but since I'm a minor and my mom is gone, they had to send my little brother to a foster family." I sighed as memories of this morning flooded through my mind.

"I can be your little brother," Namjoon said as he crawled on top of me. He started doing aegyo and acting like a child. I giggled slightly.

"EW," I screamed playfully, "That would be incest." I pushed the purple haired child off me. But he wasn't having it.

Long story short: I ended up being pinned down by namjoon, and tickled senseless. 

I squirmed under him. For a scrawny looking guy, he sure as hell was strong. 

"N-NaMJooN!" 

"Yes?" He said teasingly. 

At that moment.... he knew.... he fucked up.

My knee made contact with his stomach, causing him to fall on top of me.

His face was only a few centimeters away, and there was no way I was letting this opportunity slip by me.

I pushed my lips onto his. Namjoon responded immediately 

I moaned lightly and he used that opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth. We fought for dominance, which he obviously won. He detached himself from my lips and moved downwards 

He peppered kisses down my jawline and to the base of my neck, where my collarbones where now exposed. His lips met my sensitive skin, which was sure to leave a mark later. His teeth grazed the sensitive area before he bit down.. and hard. He licked the spot he bit, sending shivers down my body.

I felt his hands travel downwa-

"INCEST!" I yelled as I pushed him off me.

Normally I'm quite observative, but I didn't notice when Namjoon's mom walked in, or when she started reading the letters I dropped.

But I did notice the frantic look in her eye.

And the sound of her dialin