The Bangtan Boys

"You're a Dalmatian.."

  "Good morning Y/N," a soft familiar voice said sending shivers down your spine.  

You are jerked out of your dreams by your boyfriend standing over you with an empty bucket and rage filled eyes dominated by an evil smirk on his lips. His blond hair was all mussed up and the smell of alcohol hung heavily in the air.

"Y/N honey, don't you think you should be going to work? It is already 6 in the morning and the manager asked you not to be late, didn't he? But look at you sleeping on MY couch," he sang to you in a fake sing song voice. Something was clearly wrong. He wasn't this nice. Never had he talked to you like that since you guys started living together. His sickeningly sweet voice reminded you of the calm before a storm.

He smiled at you. You nodded your head fast enough to snap it out of your spine. Thanking your lucky stars you got off the couch and headed to your room at the far end of the corridor. But the moment you turned your back on him a blinding pain hit your back. You gasped in the sudden pain but the familiar hands were already on your (hair color)locks. "How dare you sleep on MY couch you bitch. Didn't I teach you the last time only about what would happen when you use my things without permission,"he kept hitting you not caring about where his hands landed. You could do nothing but whimper as he kept hitting you. He stopped finally for a breath and looked at the rolex on his hands.

"It's already 7. Now go get ready. If I hear another complaint from the manager about you being late you will regret it Y/N."

You scurried to your room ignoring the pain that threatened to stop all your movement. Once you were inside you slipped your clothes off and ran to the bath without a moment's hesitation. The shower did nothing to calm your frayed nerves but it did soothe your injured body. A look in the floor length mirror was enough to make you hate yourself more than you already did. "Y/N you look like a freaking Dalmatian," you whispered, surprising yourself with your sense of humor even at such absurd times. You dressed yourself in the office clothes. Never had you been thankful for the long sleeved shirt and suit of your uniform. It hid most of your bruises.The only struggle now would be hiding the ones on your face and neck. With makeup and open hair you did quite a good job on yourself.

You run all the way to your office praying anything that you would not be late today. It seemed as if the universe pitied you. You were five minutes earlier than the office time.

The day went on nice and slow. The boss was impressed by your reports and you even made a deal with a new client. Right before the office closed the manager (aka the boss) called you to his office.

"Y/N I am really impressed with your work  performance today and I have decided to award you. You have been promoted and you will also get the month's salary."

He passed a thick envelope across the table towards you. Your eyes sparkled with joy and you couldn't help the tears. You grabbed the envelope as the boss smiled at you. You thanked him and walked out of the office, each of you step echoing the happiness that was filling you. You decide to reward yourself and enter your favorite cafe. The same cafe where you had met your abusive boyfriend for the first time. A wave of nostalgia hit you when you smelled the sweet smell of fresh coffee beans and chocolate muffins. A little sad smile on your lips you went and sat down in your place by the window. Not long after had you ordered an Americano a couple entered the cafe. They looked very young and so in love. It reminded you of college times.

You were so immersed in your trip down the memory lane that you didn't notice the seven gorgeous men point at you while a bottle spun between them. Heck you didn't even your boyfriend coming in for a quick coffee shot and a bit of flirting with the cafe maid. You were snapped from your La La Land by two pairs of mischievous eyes that were hovering an inch apart from your face.

"I am sorry pretty lady but I have been dared to kiss you and I need to complete it. Besides you wouldn't mind getting a kissing me, would you?"he whispered in honeyed voice.

The voice and the eyes rang bells in your head but you couldn't exactly pinpoint where you had seen it. The man in front of you smirked at you but before you could get over his familiarity and process what he was talking about he pulled you towards him. You stumbled over the table and your hands on his chest. His mouth closed on your lips while he shut his eyes.

The realization hit you hard when you suddenly remembered the man. It was Namjoon one of the members of the bully gang of your school. Then your eyes widened into the size of tea cups. You saw your boyfriend staring back at you as the coffee glass in his hand shattered into pieces. He said something and it was clear to you despite the cafe noise.

"Y/N you will pay for this,"were his last words before his banged the cafe door shut and went out leaving you to wallow in your fear.

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