TRIGGER WARNINGS (AGAIN):
~MENTIONS OF DEATH
~ABUSE
-physical
-mental
-sexual~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"When is your date of birth?" The doctor asked.
"30th December 1995"
Jungkook felt his eyes welling up with tears because he could not remember his own date of birth and the doctors had still not told him in a hope that he could perhaps someday remember.
What made things even worse was his broken arm because he could not get to his clipboard where his date of birth was recorded.
"Crybaby"
Jungkook looked up to see that the doctor had left and a jeering Taehyung was teasing him.
And not in the way he wanted to be teased.
Some of his childhood came rushing back as memories came crashing down on him, making him pass out momentarily.
The rubbing on his boxers got rougher. There was not a single bit of pleasure Jungkook was receiving and yet his dick was still hard.
His dad shoved his own dick down his son's throat, choking Jungkook and restricting his breathing.
Tears stung his eyes immediately.
He braced himself for the slap that never came.
Instead were the cruel words of his mother-
"Stupid fucking Crybaby.""What a waste of a human."
And again "Die you Crybaby"
His tears fell faster than before and yet he still couldn't fight back.
He was fed the bare minimum so had no strength or energy.
Long gone were the happy days where he thought he was loved.
For he was just a fucking Crybaby.
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A/N: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION!!!! THE STORY LINE IS MADE UP! THIS WAS NOT WRITTEN IN ANY WAY TO INSULT OR UPSET ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IRL.