⚠️This story talks about the following: Self harm, slight anxiety attacks, and once the story progresses there could be more
Top! Jimin
Bottom! Jungkook
The brown haired boy sobbed louder every passing second. "It's alright Kookie. I'm here for you...
School ended about 10 minutes ago. Taehyung wanted to walk me home but I politely refused because I had a feeling my father was going to hurt me. I just wish everything would go back to the way it was before.
I slowly opened the door to see my father sitting on the couch, eyes closed. I closed the door quietly and started to make my way upstairs until I heard my father call me. "Where do you think you're going Jungkook? Don't you see all this mess?" He asked me and I gulped.
"But dad I have a lot of homework to do. Can I please just do it after?" I begged. He came closer to me and grabbed my hair tightly. "I won't say it again Jungkook. Clean this stuff up." My eyes started to water as his grip grew tighter and tighter. "A-ah. Please let g-go. I'll clean up just..l-let go." I whimpered.
He let go and grabbed his jacket. "I'm going out and when I get back this place better be spotless. And if it's not..you know what will happen." I nodded and watched as he slammed the door shut. Tears flowed down my pale skin as fear finally washed over my body.
I hurriedly tidied the living room up and ran to my room. It wasn't going to stay that way for long once he brings back his drinking buddies and their one night stands. I pulled my phone out to see many text messages from Taehyung.
Tae: Kookie? Do you wanna come to the park with us?
Tae: hello..?
Tae: are you ok?
Kookie: umm..yeah I'm coming.
Tae:ok. Be careful
I quickly slipped on a grey shirt, greenish looking jacket, ripped jeans, and black combat boots. (Mask is optional)
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