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jaemin woke up feeling a multitude of stings and aches on his body. it hurt like a bitch and caused him to let out a groan of discomfort. slowly but surely, he cracked open his eyes, expecting to be on the streets or something.
he definitely didn't expect to feel surrounded in warmth, to feel as if he was sleeping on his own bed. except it smelt differently...looked differently...IS ABSOLUTELY DIFFERENT.
"holy shit where am i?" he asked himself but immediately regretted it as his throat was extremely sore.
focusing his vision on his surroundings, he finally realized he was in an unfamiliar room.
one question popped up in his mind and it was, how did he get here? did someone find him on the streets--wait, he remembers now. that figure, whoever it was must've taken him back to their place or something.
with that, his mind filled with a rush of flashbacks from the night before. the male unconsciously flinched, playing back every hit he received. sitting himself up, he pushed off the blankets that were wrapped around his body.
jaemin pulled up his shirt and there they were. red marks, bruised and cut. the sight was all too familiar to him. he ran his fingers over them but quickly stopped when he felt the sting shoot up his body. "fuck."
"not a nice word to hear at seven in the morning, don't you think?"
jaemin pulled down his shirt quickly, surprised by taeyong's sudden entrance.
"are you doing okay?" he asked softly, holding onto a tray of food as he entered the room.
"i...i'm doing fine." taeyong could automatically see through jaemin's facade. he wasn't okay, and taeyong may not know exactly why, but the most he could do was comfort the male for the time being.
"no you're not." taeyong set down his tray of food, and took a seat next to him. he took a look at the other's exposed arms and saw some marks scattered on his skin.
jaemin noticed and tried to cover them up with his other hand, which was no help since his other arm had marks too.
"don't. here, let me see them." the elder held out his hand, giving the younger a look that said 'it's okay'. jaemin gradually settled his right hand on taeyong's hand.
taeyong just sat there, staring at the marks on the younger's arms. it hurt him to see all of these violent red strikes on his skin. what did jaemin ever do to deserve all of this? he could remember his own experiences of abuse when he was younger, but it was never as bad as this. it just shocked him to see how cruel a person could be.
"does it still hurt?"
jaemin nodded his head, seeing that there wasn't any reason to lie anymore. taeyong was there to help him, so he might as well accept it.
"do you want to talk about who did this to you? or do you want to lay that off for a while and eat something first?" the elder male questioned, expecting his to choose the latter.
sure enough, jaemin didn't. he chose to talk about it.
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"so yeah, she abuses me. but it was never this much until she saw me and donghyuck in a weird position on the bed. i know, i know, it even sounds wrong just saying that out loud, but i swear, it just a pillow fight. i didn't know that she was coming home that night, but she did and caught us in the act. she thought that i brought donghyuck over to do it, and then it began. i told donghyuck to leave and he did, leaving me with my aunt's wrath to deal with."
"why didn't donghyuck just stay with you?" taeyong questioned, confused at the fact that donghyuck could have definitely stayed but the latter chose not to.
"like i said, i told his to leave. begged him to. i didn't want him to get wrapped up in all of this, so i urged him to go. it's not his fault, so please don't blame him for anything." a small bit of him did wish that donghyuck would rebel against his orders, but he just wasn't ready for him to see how things regulate in that house.
taeyong let out a light sigh, "do you need a place to stay, because it seemed like she didn't want you to come back there."
jaemin nodded his head yes.
"i'm sure you can take our old roommate's room. jaehyun and i won't mind."
"thank you, hyung. really." jaemin was grateful for the elder's hospitality. taeyong and jaehyun were people he could trust, and he's just glad that he had them in his life.
all of a sudden, he thought about jeno and renjun. taeyong was jeno's cousin and word would surely spread, that was something he wasn't ready for yet, "and also...can you not tell jeno or renjun about this yet? please?" he requested tentatively.
taeyong hesitated for a moment then answered, "alright. i won't tell them. now, let's get those bandages changed out okay?"
"okay."
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tWo moRe wEeKs uNtiL sUmMer bReaK y'AlL eeeeEEEEEEE
