Shards x⃒ DoJae/JaeDo

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Oh no.

The lights were turning on one by one, like a countdown, every single room until the entire house was glowing in orange light.

"Doyoung where the fuck are you?"

Said boy's eyes landed on the door, which was still open, and followed the trail in the snow leading right to him.

He cursed himself silently before quickly trying to go to a better hiding spot. He might have to wait for a few hours in the cold, but he didn't care.

But no matter what, it was too late anyway.

Stopping in his tracks, Doyoung head whipped to the door now ajar.

There he was.

"What the fuck are you doing out there?" he growled "Get back here. Now."

Doyoung shook his head furiously. He has had enough.

The cold snow was once again biting away at his feet as he attempted to run for his life, making it harder to escape this hellhole.

But luck never was on his side.

Because Doyoung only wore his pajamas, his legs soon gave away, making him fall onto the soft snow and clutching his legs in pain. It was so cold. He didn't even reach 5 meters, he couldn't even feel his feet.

Footsteps were nearing the boy laying in the snow, soon coming to a halt right behind him.

Doyoung laid still. Maybe if he didn't move, Mr. Kim wouldn't see him.

It might seem like a stupid idea, but he was willing to try anything to not have his father punish him.

Obviously, it didn't work.

A strong hand harshly grabbed him by the back of his collar, yanking him up and chocking him in the process.

"You better fucking do as I say" Mr. Kim hissed as he literally dragged the bunny back to the house, completely ignoring the deep red colored snow.

It wasn't clear if he was paying attention to his surroundings at all, because once they got to the top floor, next thing he knew, Doyoung was on top of him.

The younger somehow managed to free himself from the painful grip on his collar, and was now sitting on top of Mr. Kim, preventing him from getting up while the Doyoung was squeezing his father's throat as hard as he could.

He knew he was going to regret this sooner or later, but at the moment, he didn't care.

He just wanted revenge.

Revenge for all the things his father had done.

Seeing his father gasp for air caused a feeling of superiority rise up within Doyoung. Sure, he felt like a sick sadist enjoying the pain of others, but he couldn't deny that it felt good to finally pay his father back.

But the feeling of triumph was short lived.

Starving for days completely drained his energy, and now he could feel his grip getting looser and looser, until his hands were merely resting on his father's bruised neck.

He messed up. Again.

Mr. Kim was slowly steadying his breath, his eyes holding an intense glare directed towards the one in front of him.

"You fucking psycho," he spat, "Thought you learned your lesson."

He raised his fist while nearing Doyoung, which caused panic to erupt inside of the latter. He fled into the bathroom, as it was the only possible escape from the rain of fists that was about to pour down on him.

He shut the door tightly, his heart racing and breaths short, but the door was only a temporary shield from the monster pounding against it.

Once Doyoung realized that the door wasn't going to hold out much longer, he did the only thing that gave him a sense of familiarity in his fucked up life.

He started crying.

Doyoung heard his father shout at him behind the door, but he wasn't listening anymore. At that moment, he felt the lowest he's ever had, and the future wasn't certain.

He was scared. Scared was an understatement for how he was feeling right now. Doyoung suddenly had an idea. It was the only way he could possibly get saved. His survival wasn't guaranteed, but it was worth a try.

He pulled out his phone, his shaky fingers typed out a quick and messy 'Help me' along with his address to the first contact he could find.

After a few more punches thrown at the door, it finally gave away. Doyoung did his best to avoid his father, which only angered him more.

The bunny's eyes widened as he saw what he was holding.

He was holding the gun.

It was directed right at the younger's face.

It seemed as if the world was slowing down for just a moment. Doyoung counted the last seconds of his pathetic life.

He was going to die.

One. Two. Three. Four...

But nothing came.

"What the hell?", Doyoung opened his eyes to see his father repeatedly press the trigger on the pistol, pissed that it wasn't firing.

"Fucking dammit!" The bunny could barely process those two single words, let alone figure out what's going on, before an agonizing crash erupted through the entire house. Million bits and pieces of glass were raining down on both of them, and the large bathroom mirror was now decorated with a web-like pattern.

Shards were covering he floor, but that didn't stop Mr. Kim from unleashing his anger further. In fact, the broken mirror gave him an idea.

With a smirk, he grabbed a fistful of Doyoung's hair and pulled his head toward his mouth, whispering "Look at you, you ugly fucking bitch." before smashing the younger face first into the mirror.

The insulting words of his father were the last thing the bunny heard before sinking into the abyss of his unconsciousness.

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Jaehyun groaned as he rolled over on his couch, browsing through his phone. It was quite late, but he didn't feel like sleeping yet, so he was bored out of his mind right now.

He threw his phone on the small coffee table in front of the couch and stared at the wall for a bit.

Taeyong was sleeping already, which means he cant kill time with him at the moment. He wondered if anyone was still up. Besides himself, of course.

Seems like his prayers were answered not long after, when his phone suddenly lit up with a message.

He shot his hand towards the phone, falling off of the couch in the process, but recovering quickly and checking the message.

Jaehyun's face falls.

"Shit."

He pocketed his phone, grabbed his keys, and ran out of the front door as fast as he could.

Jaehyun had a bunny to save.

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IM SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED IN SO LONG
I had a huge writers block, and i just didn't really know how to continue this story. The ideas and plot were there but like i just could put it all into words and sentences that are at least semi interesting ;;

I'm really sorry ;;

But i hope you liked the chapter I guess?
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