PTSD; Markbam (Completed)

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Mark's POV
Taehyung came over the next day with his son, Joon, means taltalented in Korean, he looks just like taehyung. "Hello, I'm Mark" i said and hold my hand out for him to shake. He shyly shakes my hand "h-hi, i'm Joon" i smile and ruffle his hair. "Ok, Mark, me and Taehyung are going to go out, you two just have fun here" i nod and extend my arms for a hug. Bambam smiled and pulled me in for a gentle hug. I take in his apple sent and smile. He pecks my lips and pulls away. I wave them goodbye and join Joon on the couch. "So Joon, how old are you?" he smiled "i'm 6 years old!!" i smile "i'm 23 about to be 24" he gasped "you look young!" he said and i giggle "how old do i look?" he tapped his chin then smiled "maybe 18" i laughed and hug him "thank you, you made me feel young again" he giggled and hugged back "do you go to school?" he nodded and sat on my lap. "I'm in kindergarten!! I have this many friends!" he said and showing me all five fingers "five friends!! Wow aren't you mister popular?" he giggled and stood up "can we play games?" i nod "oh cool!! I brought my coloring books,crayon's, markers, puzzle box, and my toy cars!!" i smile and clap my hands "that's awesome! But before we play, are you hungry?" he nodded "let's eat breakfast then we'll play" he nodded "promise?" he asked cutely, holding his pinky out. I laced my pinky with his "i promise"

Joon and I played for hours until he got tired and is now taking a nap in my room. I sigh and lift my shirt to reveal my stomach. There's a scar from my hip until my belly button. I shiver and pull my shirt down again. I guess i'm going to have a reminder.

"Hey guys!!" taehyung said and hugged Joon. "Appa appa! Mark hyung is so nice and cool! Can i come back tomorrow??" i smiled as bambam stood next to me "well maybe, i'll see ok?" "ok! Bye Mark! Bye bambam!" "bye~" me and bambam say as they leave. "So did you have fun?" bambam asked and sat down on the couch. I sat next to him and laid my head on his lap. "Yeah i had fun, Joon is a very happy child" i said and hummed as bambam began to run his fingers through my hair. I squeeze my eyes shut though.

"You have very pretty hair~" the voice said. Rough hands pulled at my hair and caused me to look up. My eyes met a black ski mask, only reveling the eyes and lips.....

I sit up and shiver. "Are you ok?" Bambam asked. I look at him with wide eyes and nod my head and look around the room. "Are you sure?" i nod again and look at bambam straight into his eyes. Something is telling me to claim him. In what way though?

You need to claim him as yours

What?

Take him and claim him, other wise you won't feel the same

I can't do that to him!

Yes you can! Show him how you feel! Make him go through the pain!!

"MARK!" i shake my head and see bambam staring at me with a worried look. "Y-Yes?" "i was calling you and you didn't answer me, are you sure you are alright?" i sigh "y-yeah just tired"

Liar

Fuck off

"Well, lets get to bed then"

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