(was limpidity, just changed the name and cover)
it's more than harassment.
it's more than stress.
it's more than heart break.
everyone encounters something in their life that turns it around completely.
others for the good, majority for the bad.
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~Yoongi
he didn't need an alarm clock when he could hear his mom's drunken screams at 4 in the morning. he can feel the smoke crawl it's way into his lungs, like a monster returning to it's cave. if the second hand smoke isn't killing him, it the ringing in his ears caused by the screams and shattering of glass. he covered his ears, trying to heal them, but sadly things just got louder.
Yoongi started to get up, but only to be met with a stinging pain in his stomach. he lifted his shirt to see multiple bruises in the said area. his warm foot touched the cold, numb floor. he heard crashing coming from the kitchen and he shot up. opening the door, he looked into the hallway. the flower vase was knocked over, all the water spilling over. the sunflowers were out of the vase. he could save them, pick them up, put them in water.
he stepped hard, crushing the petals under his toe.
"hyung, stop, please" Jihoon pleaded. his once pale skin was red, tears streaming down his face. they heard another loud bang from downstairs and he flinched. Jihoon was now tightening his grip around his big brother. he knows what's gonna happen next.
"Jihoon, go back in your room, put your earbuds in, and sleep. I'll wake you up when it's time for school. okay?" Yoongi said giving his gummy smile. he tried to ease the younger, but that didn't work. Jihoon stayed by the steps, tears falling from his eyes.
The famous Min brother's were totally different people at school. Jihoon (or known as Woozi) was the leader of the middle school gang SEVENTEEN. Yoongi was the smart, high school bad boy. Yoongi was in a group called "anarchists", but no one knew that except for the members. they were completely different at home. the supposed care- free boys were congested with anxiety when glancing at their house. they were 2 of the many unfortunate who suffer from abusive, doped up "parents". they might love their legal guardians who can't even remember their named at times, but they know this isn't the right life.
his heart rate increasing each time his frigid foot collided with the broken stairs. "why am i doing this?" he thought to him self as he would soon relive past scenarios.
now on the main floor he could hear the moans of agony as his mother was being dragged through the living room. he balled his hands into fists, closing his eyes, taking a deep breath.
he opened his eye's and exhaled.
"let go of her!" Yoongi yelled, catching his step father's attention.
"who do you think you are raising your voice at you appa young man?"
"you're not our appa and you will never be you dickwad!" Jihoon said from behind Yoongi.
