Jimin is bullied every day by Yoongi but what happens when he can't control himself, sexually harassing him. Making Jimin feel a way he never did before about him. Making innocent Jimin feel impure.
Side ships: vmin,jikook
Warning!! May include: smu...
My father and mother are arguing again. Jun-ki doesn't want to live with dad but dad just can't live with being away from his sons. My whole family hates dad, mostly because of his alcohol addiction, bad temper, and aggressiveness.
I still love daddy though. He's the man I look up too. Well, I used too. - - - - "daddy!" I called down from above the steps as I head a faint hum afterward. "can I have the 20 from your desk?!" I asked chanting 'please' over and over in my head. "yeah whatever " he drunkenly hiccuped. "yes!" I whisper running back upstairs to fetch the bill. - - - -
I run along until I see the bookstore. I tightly clenched the dollar as I fully sprinted up ahead until I see my uncle's shop called 'The Mega Sex' in pink blinding lights. I widely smile as I kick open the door, looking frantically around for the owner.
As he turns around to greet the customer he sees his 5-foot nephew, Min Yoongi. "Yoongie~" he coos spreading his arms for a tight hug. The young boy runs into his arms, tightly squeezing his uncle.
They finally pull out of the hug as Yoongi waves the 20 dollar bill in the man's face. "Look~ I brought money~" He lightly chuckled. "just in time too, we almost sold out of magazines " he smiled gesturing for him to go along as Yoongi grinned.
I frantically ran to the magazines examining the different male models, finally choosing a French model that had wavy blonde hair, blue eyes, and a beautifully sculptured body. "fuck..." I whispered biting my lower lip and smirking after.
I grasp the book and run off to my uncle. "I-i like this one..." my uncle just smiled while ringing up the magazine. "you seem to really like him. You choose him last time too right?" he asked putting the item in the bag.
"Y-yeah his b-body is nice..." I softly whisper as he hands me the bag. "Ya know, you should tell your parents about this" he kindly said smiling. "About the magazine!?" I asked raising my voice. "NO!-no. About ya know... being gay and all-"
"I'm not gay. I just simply like the body of my own sex. That's all." He huffed. "Really? You buy magazines of naked men. That literally screams gay." I childishly close my eyes and pout "well I don't think so" I sassily turn around as I proceed to exit the shop. "Gaaaaaaay~" he teases but I just simply roll my eyes and exit the store. - - - -
As I approached my house's door I could hear faint yelling and cries that sounded of my parents. "Mommy?" I whisper but I jump when I hear a loud thud followed by my mother's sobs. "Mommy!"
I push the door open to see my mom with a busted cheek and on the floor. My eyes widened to see my dad hovering over her with a broken glass beer bottle and shards of glass scattered around the floor.
"m-momm-" he was cut off by his father's harsh words. "Its what she gets... FOR STEALING MY FUCKING MONEY!" he looks me dead in the eyes as he throws the bottle to the ground.
I stared down my mom's body that was bleeding from every gash in her skin. "w- what money?" I asked still not looking away from my mom as tears brimmed my eyes. "the twenty that was on my desk..." my father replied but was surprised to see my mother's tired eyes lazily open. "i-i didn't take your money-"
"SHUT UP BITCH!" My dad screamed as he kicked into her side. "Daddy... She's right! She didn't take your money... I-i-i did!" But he only chuckled. "you.took.my.MONEY!?" I gasped as to be suddenly charged at, his hand squeezing around my neck.
"y-you said I could! D-daddy I'm sorry~" I finally give up, sobbing as his grip tighten making me drop the bag in my hand. "And now what would this be?" he asked picking the bag from the ground.
I tried my best to grab the bag away from him but he then suddenly kneed me in my private. Without hesitation, he grabbed the book from out the bag as his eyes widened to the content. "what the fuck is this?" he finally let go of me as I palmed myself in pain.
"I-its not mine" I lied but he didn't dare believe me. "you took... My money... To buy-" "ITS NOT MINE!" I tried to lie again.
"you fuckINGFAGGOT! IS THIS WHAT YOU LIKE!? YOU LIKE TO LOOK AT NAKED MEN!? YOU LIKE DICK!?" I couldn't. I couldn't. All I could do was cry. "ANSWER ME YOU QUEER!" no...
"IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT? YOU WANT DICK UP YOUR ASS?! YOU SOME BOY TO GO DOWN ON YOU AND SUCK YOU OFF?!" I'm not gay... "d-daddy-" "DONT FUCKING CALL ME THAT YOU FAG!"
My mind raced as I felt so lost, praying that this is all a dream but reality dramatically hit when I felt the sharp pain in my stomach. He was kicking me. I begged him to stop. But he wouldn't. He kept kicking. Until I saw dark.
I'm not gay...
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Sorry if any of these words offended you in any way!!! The dads a total ass, I know. Literally can't stand the homophobes... ~mt<3
