Pretty Bruises

Part Two

(I hope everyone had a great Christmas. I got engaged!😊)

Yoongi's pov: You had told your friend Namjoon about the cute girl you had seen at the library. She had seemed a bit shy and quiet but that's okay. Every day you had went back to the library to study in hopes of seeing her again. She wasn't in your classes sp she must be taking online courses. You didn't Even know her name but you return to the library in hopes of seeing her again.

Your pov: You sit and smile to yourself as you get your test results back, you passed with flying colors. Jimin isn't here right now and you have no one to share your good news with but you were still happy for yourself. Checking the time, you have time to go to the library before Jimin gets home, you look down at the bruises on your body. Slipping on an oversized sweater and leggings, you gather your things and head out.

Walking inside, it's warm but you can't roll up your sleeves, you try not to think about why you have bruises. Returning the textbook, you turn around, surprised to see the guy from the other day. Hey, long time no see., he says, smiling at you. You nervously smile back, even though Jimin isn't here you feel like he is always watching you. Are you okay? What happened to your lip?, he asks, he seems to be looking you over closely, making you feel even more anxious. I, umm, got in a fight with that textbook., you say, making a joke to try to distract him. Thankfully he drops the subject, Well I barely passed that test. You smile to yourself, still proud. I can tell by your smile that you passed easily., he tells you, this guy cam read you well, that can be bad. Remembering the notes you stuck in your notebook, you pull out the sheet of paper, handing it to him, Are you Min Yoongi? Taking the paper, he nods, I might have done better if I had these., he says. Checking your phone, you need to get home, your sweater slipping from your shoulder a bit as you put your phone back in your pocket. Must have been some fight., Yoongi says, gesturing to your bruises. You look at him, seeing a concerned look as he sees your damaged body, you cover yourself quickly, embarrassed. I have to go., you tell him quickly, walking past him, you hear him say something as you leave but you're in too much of a rush to hear.

Getting to the apartment, thankfully Jimin wasn't home yet. You had forgotten to check out other books you need but you can't go back now, hopefully today was the last you would see Min Yoongi, if Jimin saw him talk to you, you shake your head, not wanting to think about it. Pulling off the hot sweater, you slip into a tank top and shorts, trying to forget the embarassment you felt when he noticed your marks. Going to the kitchen to make yourself some tea, Jimin comes home. Walking into the kitchen, he hugs you from behind, your body stiffness. He kisses your cheek, How about we order pizza tonight?, he asks. You shake your head yes. But you better not eat too much, don't want you getting fat., he tells you. You know all to well, countless times he decides what you get to eat. Leaning on the counter, Jimin looks to you, Did you pass your test? Smiling to yourself, Yeah, I passed easily., you tell him. Jimin reaches to stroke your face and you flinch, he laughs, I'm proud of you Babe. You feel his gaze on your body, Jimin steps behind you, his hands running up your arms. He presses on your bruises and you wince, he chuckles to himself.

Yoongi's pov: Once again You speak to Namjoon about her, he is majoring in psychology so he should know. She left so quick, I thought she was just shy but when I saw her today her lip was busted and I saw bruises on her collar and arm. She was embarrassed and covered herself with a sweater before she left. It does sound like she's an abuse victim, it could be a boyfriend or family member., Namjoon tells you, Wearing a sweater when it's warm out. But, abuse victims are hard to get them to admit what's going on. Namjoon confirms your thoughts, she was so pretty, no one deserves this, you had to see her again but you don't even know her name.