Checking the time on your phone again, you bite your l up nervously. You were waiting in the library for a book you needed for your college courses, they only had one copy and it was already checked out, it was supposed to be returned today. Finally deciding to take a seat, you flip through your notes to study. Looking over your notes, you feel the presence of someone standing in front of the table you were sitting at, looking up, it's a guy near your age, he's holding a book. They pointed you out and said you were needing to check this out., he tells you. You nod, he hands the book to you. As you take it, he smiles at you, I hope you do better than me with it., he says, flashing a gummy smile. He has a nice smile, seemingly sweet, but you know better than anyone how that can be decevoius. Thank you., you tell him, getting up and collecting your things, you had to get home, you were already late.
Walking into the apartment, he was already home. Where have you been?, he asks, walking from the kitchen to the living room. Shuffling everything in your hands, you hold up the textbook. I needed to check out this book and I had to wait on the person who had it before me., you tell him. He sighs, Babe, you know the rules., been tells you, walking to you. Biting your lip nervously, I know, but this test is important and- You stumble back, the books falling to the floor,your cheek stinging. He sighs again, You make me do this and you talked back. I don't want to hear your excuses, you were probably sucking someone off. Please Jimin., you beg as he grabs you by your hair. Who were you with?, he asks angrily, his face close to yours. Jimin, please, I told you the truth., you tell him, your heart racing. Jimin drags you through the apartment, opening the bedroom door and throwing you to the floor. Grabbing the collar of your shirt, you flinch as Jimin raises his fist, he hits your arms, his punches bringing you to tears. You try to block his hits but it's no use, Please stop Jimin., you beg. Finally, he stops, your body Hurst and you're sobbing, he steps back, breathing heavily. Get up., he tells you, Get up! Sucking in a breath, you manage to get up, you keep your eyes on the floor. Jimin gently touches your face, lifting your chin, you flinch at his touch. You're so sweet when you cry., he says, biting his lip. Knees., he tells you. You look at him, Jimin, please, I don't want to. His face flashes anger again, raising his hand, he backhands you again, you fall to the floor. Hearing him unzip his pants, Jimin reaches down, grabbing your hair you cry out, he forces himself into your mouth. Gripping your hair tightly, he thrusts his hips, laughing at your tears and the sound of you gagging and bot being able to breathe. Picking up his pace, he groans, releasing in to your mouth. Before you get a chance to breathe, Jimin covers your nose and mouth with his hand, Swallow., he tells you. You know he won't let you bee the until you do as he says, you swallow. Satisfied, Jimin removes his hand, you collapse to the floor, crying, your body throbbing. Jimin stands up, I'm going to work, be good while I'm gone., he leaves you there.
Alone, you pick yourself up, going to the bathroom to take a shower. Seeing your reflection, you hate yourself, your lip busted, bruises on your arms and abdomen, Jimin tries to never damage your face. You cry until you can't cry anymore, the hot water falling into your body. You had been in a relationship with Park Jimin for a little over a year, the first three months weren't like this. You have no idea why he does this, you have never cheated on him but you know he has cheated on you. Your life had changed so much, you have no friends, you don't see your family, you even had to quit your job. Jimin supports you so Jimin owns you, it was a suprise he let you take online college courses. You wanted to leave but with no money and his temper, you were scared. Once he caught you trying to call a domestic abuse hotline and he beat you until you passed out, you had no way out.
Done with your shower, you gather your books, you need to study. The soreness setting in, you try to ignore it, opening the textbook that got you in trouble, a sheet of paper falls out, it was notes, the name Min Yoongi written on it, that must be the name of the guy who had the book before you. Sticking the paper in your notebook, you focus on your studies.
You wake up to the sound of the bedroom door opening and closing. Jimin is home from work. You continue to lay there, pretending to be asleep. Jimin pulls off his clothes and climbs into bed, his body coming close to yours, kusdimg your shoulder. I know you're awake., he tells you, I bet you're coveted in pretty bruises. You swallow hard, Jimin turns you on your stomach, you know better than to fight him. He pulls away the covers, opening your legs, he touches you. Silent tears fall that he doesn't see, you hate that your body reacts even though you don't want this. Jimin gets on top of you, moving over your underwear, he thrusts into you. You whimper as he thrusts, he's never gentle with you, you grip the sheets as he uses your sore and bruised body. Hearing his quickened breath, you want this to be over, thrusting hard, you whimper louder as you feel Jimin come, groaning. He pulls out, laying beside you, I love your whimpers., he tells you. As he goes to sleep, you cry silently, you want to get away from him.
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Pretty Bruises
FanfictionTrigger warning, this story is very violent and contains abuse and rape. I wote this to shed light on a subject that often gets ignored. I know that no member of BTS would ever be this cruel so I want no backlash. This is to show what it's like to l...