A Permanent Hug From You | Min Suga Fanfic

Chapter Twenty-One

Author's Notes:

So... while waiting for my laptop, I was writing most of this on my phone. And the other half was written with said laptop.

It might not be my best output in a while, I've been taking a few weeks off for some self-reflection. I had been out, driving to places and had turned off most of my technology. It's one of the best decisions I've made thus far, and it's been such a profound experience for me.

But as I had many moments to think by myself, I've also started to realize a lot things lately. And one is having this series end. 

Not yet though!

But probably soon.

It's been held back for so long, and the muse that I've had since the beginning as slowly thinned out and is barely holding onto a thing thread. But whenever I read all of your comments, I can't help but feel highly supported and grateful for it. 

It really does help motivate me further. 

Hence the quickness of pacing that's been happening lately - I'm hoping to end this before the year ends. 

It's going to be a bittersweet experience, but I just want to say thank you for everything. <3

P.S. Any grammatical errors, and/or spelling errors, please let me know!

Let me know if you're interested to see how the story goes by giving it some love and share your feedback by commenting!

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21. Blood, Sweat & Tears.

'Is someone crying?'

He slowly began to walk over behind the staircase, opening his mouth to call out but only was startled to see a girl on the floor, knees hugged up against her chest. The stench of mop water filled his nostrils and he scrunched up his nose. Though it didn't take him too long to know exactly who it was.

"Jumi?!"

The girl jumped and looked up, tears staining her cheeks and blended in with the dirty water as her drenched locks stuck to her face.

"Y-Yoongi..."

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Trigger Warning: Abuse.
Skip flashback scene if uncomfortable.

Flashback...

"Where have you been?!"

Jumi stood there, completely drenched from head to toe in mop-water as he gripped onto her school skirt tightly and head hung lowly, small sobs leaving his lips. She's kneeled over in front of her father at the living room.

"You trying to run away too, huh? Trying to leave me behind?!"

He threw the mop-bucket across the room; letting it hit the wall and leave a dent; the noise made her jump but she kept her head down. 

"I-I was a-at my part-time job-"

"-Don't give me that fucking bullshit of an excuse!" 

She grabbed Jumi by her face, forcing her to look up at him as she yelped; trembling in fear beneath her own father's touch - what should've been the touch of someone caring and gentle, now replaced with menacing intent.