"Look Yoongi, I know this is a lot for me to ask especially since we haven't know each other for awhile but, I really can't go back. I'm scared. I was wondering if I could stay with you? Until I find a place of my own."
-A fanfic where Jimin has so...
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"Shit I'm late, he's gonna kill me!" Jimin utters under his breath before quickly grabbing the clothes and rushing out.
To his luck, the rain had stopped and was soon replaced with nice warm sunshine. Jimin pulled out the phone to see what time it was.
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He nearly dropped his phone looking at the time. He was in sooo much shit when he came back home.
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It took Jimin ten minutes to come home which surprised him because it's a thirty minute walk from his place. He quickly locked the door and headed straight to his shared bedroom and placed the clothes onto the bed. He took a deep breath. He did it. He could relax and his boyfriend would never notice he was there.
Boy, could he have ever been so wrong.
Jimin nonchalantly walked into the kitchen but froze when he saw his boyfriend there sipping on orange juice.
"B-Babe, y-you're here! When d-did you g-get home?" Jimin stuttered.
"Do you know what time it is? You were supposed to come back twenty minutes ago." He said as he slowly placed the glass on the counter. The ashy grey haired male walked up to the blonde. His eyes dulled making him look intimidating. Jimin everted his gaze away from him but immediately grabs his cheeks to make him face his direction.
"When I'm talking to you, where should your eyes be?"
"Taehyung, you're hurting me. Please.."
He continues to do the same thing but harder causing Jimin to whimper. "You didn't answer my question chimchim. Let's try that again. When I'm talking to you where should your eyes be?"
"O-on y-you."
"Good boy, remember that. We don't want lashings like last time, right?"
Vivid memories of him beating him and choking him with a belt rushed back into his mind. He quickly shook the thought off his mind, "no."
"No what?"
"No daddy."
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Sorry I know you guys probably me but lemme show y'all dis for a quickie.
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Yuri on ice is fucking quaking right now.
Who ever made this is a fucking saint. O god, my chick dick just inflated. Alrightie imma go now. Bye biatches.
