As a kid, rainbows were something special and precious to you. They were a symbol of peace and friendship. Each color represented an emotion that occurred in your relationship with Jin.
Red meant love through anger.
Orange meant energy. Active conversations that are supposed to occur.
Yellow meant happy, bright memories.
Green meant hope. Saving each other from any damage.
Blue meant sadness followed by comfort.
Indigo meant protection. Having each others' backs whenever.
Violet meant undying love. Loving each other until the end of time.
Kim Seokjin.
He is your rainbow. Your source of emotions. He is your everything. He would always be there for you.
Anger. Energy. Happy memories. Hope. Sadness. Protection. Undying love.
Equals.
You and Jin.
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The delivery guy who showed up at the door a few minutes ago attacked your neck with his lips and pushed you down roughly. You scream out in pain at how hard he gripped you. It hurt so bad, bruises would form. Tears lined your eyes as you attempted to push him off you.
"JIN!" You yell out, sobbing through the man's actions. You couldn't think straight. The guy had ripped off your shirt and was now tugging down your underwear. All you wanted was for Jin to come and save you. Help you from your pain. You needed him now. You shut your eyes as pain took over your body.
"JIN!" You cry out one last time, out of breath.
The door swings at an amazing speed, hitting the wall harshly. Taehyung stands behind the open door with an angry and dark eyes. His top and bottom teeth tightly gritted together. You could see his clenched fists shaking. You gulp down a sob as a tear rolled down your cheek. He looked terrifying as he pulled the guy off you. Jin followed in behind later arriving at the scene.
Taehyung's fist hit the side of his face with a massive slam. You sat up and covered yourself. Tears stream down your face as you watch Jin pin the guy to a wall. Jin swings his arms back, ready to strike.
"If you don't want to die, leave now." Jin said in a harsh tone. "I don't ever want to see your face again."
Grateful for Jin sparing his life, the guy took off. You sat with your back against the couch on the floor. Taehyung just stared at you, feeling sorry for both Jin and you. Jin glances back to you and sorrow fills his face. He rushes to you and wraps his arms around you as you lean into his chest. Your heartbeat quickened. Your sobs were now audible but not as loud.
"I'm so sorry, (y/n)." He wipes away your tears with his long sleeves. "I was too late."
You couldn't say anything so you just let the tears flow. You just felt so nasty. So dirty. Nothing could ever clean you off. You felt like shit. You couldn't believe you let that happen. You don't feel worthy of Jin. He didn't deserve this.
Jin rubbed your sides and rocked you so you wouldn't be afraid. But after you had experienced that, you were traumatized. Every that had happened replayed over and over in your mind. You didn't feel like speaking.
"(y/n), are you hurt anywhere?" Jin asked, caressing your hair.
"Are you stupid, Jin-hyung?" Taehyung starts. "She has bruises everywhere."
Jin softly pecks the dark purple areas on your skin.
"Stop." You finally say, pushing him slightly away from you.
"Why are you doing this?" Jin questioned, scooting closer to you.
"You didn't see what he did. It was horrifying." Taehyung looks at the place where it happened. "Looking at (y/n), I could almost feel her pain."
Jin's caring expression soon turned into anger mixed with a bit of sadness. "You mean—"
"Yes." Taehyung answered.
Jin looks back to you. You looked to the area on the ground where your clothes used to lay and nodded.
He raped you. Stole your first time just like that. He stole what you were waiting to give to Jin later on. You felt disgusted by the thought.
Jin hugs you tighter. Taehyung opens the door to exit as Jin thanks him. He does nothing but nod and leaves.
"Jin," You say after a while.
"Hm?"
"I was so scared."
"(y/n), that's why I'm here now." Jin kisses your forehead.
"Why do you still want me? I didn't g-give it to you first. I l-let him take it." You stutter through your words.
"He forced you to let him take it. It wasn't you."
"Bu—"
Jin interrupted you with a soft peck on your lips.
"(y/n), rainbow equals you and me." Jin intertwines his hand in yours. "So don't you worry about anything."
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