Jinmin SF|OS

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Purple
"darling , you've never looked better."

Seokjin sat at the middle of the bed with his lover clinging onto him , tears seeping out of his eyes and planting endless kisses on every exposed skin.

"Who did this to you ?" He asked as he softly caressed every mark on Seokjin's body.

It's always been like this and he doesn't mind at all , he's loved Jimin for way too long and too much— anything he does is acceptable at this point.

By day , Jimin is the most loving husband , giving him breakfast in bed , waking him up with kisses and snuggles. Seokjin only imagined his love growing deeper for the man , his heart skipping eight beats at once ( a little dramatic but that's who he is )

Seokjin doesn't know what happens that makes his husband switch— he remembers it clearly , screaming , terrified , his mind was in a state of panic and he didn't know why he lashed out so badly. At first he thought that it was his fault , maybe he wasn't giving enough to Jimin. After treating him like royalty , it only continued to go on a downward spiral , the intensity increasing after each episode.

By night , Jimin was a devil behind an angel's mask. He doesn't know why he beats him up , why he hurts him and tortures him so. Didn't his husband love him ? Why is he hurting him ? Seokjin held it together throughout , slowly changing his mindset for the worst.

The brunette looked at the clock , it was almost time. He quaked on his seat , a whimper escaping from his lips as the door clicked open , banging onto the wall. Loud thumps were heard from the doorway and he braced himself , immediately getting pulled up by his hair and thrown on the tiled floor. A foot was stepping onto the side of his head and tears immediately fell from his face , biting his lips shut. He knew better than to make any sound– or to speak at all.

"Have you been a good husband , hm , love ?" Jimin asked , a maniacal smile on his face.

Seokjin blinked his eyes twice.

"Oh really ? But you've always been a little rotten , haven't you ?"

Jimin pulled his husband up like a rag doll , not minding that he was slightly choking the brunette. Not being able to handle it anymore , Seokjin had a whimper that bubbled up his throat , resulting to a stinging cheek,"you want to be loud ?"

Seokjin shook his head repeatedly as he was carried into their sound-proof room , the door locking with a click. As soon as he was set on the floor , he pushed himself to a corner , head still shaking. Jimin crouched infront of him and held his chin,"no ? But you're still so noisy , love. Are you lying to me ?"

Seokjin shook his head harder , body getting smaller.

"Use your words , are you lying to me ? You know better than to lie to me right ?" He asked again , his voice coming out as a whisper as he thumbed over the brunette's lower lip.

"N-no." Seokjin softly replied , his voice shaky.

"Hm–"Jimin pondered,"–now I want you to be loud."

Eyes widening , Seokjin shook his head yet again,"n-no– no– please , please Jimin– no , I love you !"

The raven smiled at him,"I love you too , jagi."

Picking up the brunette again , he brought him to the middle of the room and chained him in place. Seokjin was crying uncontrollably , his breathing became uneven and he choked occasionally.

"What do you want me to use today ? My bat or my hand ?"

"No—please—"

Seokjin screamed bloody murder when a bruise on his skin was pinched and twisted , Jimin's fingers turning white from the amount of pressure he exerted.

"If you answer my questions correctly , I'll be gentle with you tonight , sounds good , love ?"

Nodding his head , Jimin took a stool and sat down,"who do you belong to ?"

"You."

"Who can you only speak to ?"

"You."

"Who can only look at you ?"

"You."

"Who do you only listen to ?"

"You."

"And what did I tell you ?" he asked again.

Seokjin swallowed,"n-not to leave the house or ask for help because the outside world only wants to hurt me and trick me. Jimin is keeping me safe. Jimin loves me and is only doing the best for me , my marks are to show that I belong to you and you only."

"What happens if you try to run away ?" Jimin asked once more , caressing his husband's cheek.

"I'm being ungrateful and you'll break my ankles so that I won't be able to leave again." Seokjin whispered , his lips quivering.

Satisfied with the answer , the raven unchained his husband and carried him , unlocking the door and going to their bedroom to set him down on the bed. Jimin marveled at the man on his bed , the purple hues on his skin making him smile,"darling , you've never looked better. I can't believe you're all mine."

Slipping into the bed and wrapping his arms around Seokjin , he whispered,"I love you."

Seokjin remained awake as his husband fell into a deep slumber beside him and within a minute , his vision became blurry and he felt hot streaks going down the side of his face. He knows that the same cycle will repeat again , Jimin waking up in the morning and asking him who hurt him and Jimin coming home at night to beat him up all over again.

He's exhausted but he still tried his best to smile ,"I love you too."

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[ a/n ];

This is my last psycho themed / yandere drabble/oneshot for now ! I've been wanting to write a story like this for a long time ( I think about it before heading to bed ) and I've always thought I could never write anything like this ( I still can't )

I thought about the sentence " I purple you" and thought of twisting the meaning behind it and ta-da ! I wanted to put it in the story itself but I didn't wanna taint the meaning for everyone so I edited it out :/

Happy Halloween !
Was this a trick or a treat ?