Large meaty hands harshly collided with a contrasting milky expanse, blotches of blue and purple were scattered across. Wails and begs fled from a young male's lips. But his cries were ignored as an older male brought his fists down on him. Fury burning like fire in his eyes as he glared daggers at the child.
Fed up with the noise he pulled his leg back and swung it forward, hitting the younger in the stomach. Causing bile to rise in his throat along with a metallic tasting liquid.
The raven haired child cried out in pain. His sobs quieting down to pathetic sounding whimpers.
"Your a disgrace to this family" The assaultant seethed, giving the child a few more harsh kicks.
He struggled for breath as pain coursed through his entire being. He wanted to know what he'd done to upset his father so, for as a child he hadn't understood the different social standings of second genders.
Looking back on his unfortunate childhood, Keith had grown to believe he deserved those constant beatings to which he'd nearly lost his life to on multiple occasions. After all, he was born as the lowest standing sub-gender, he was nothing more than means of reproduction.
For that reason, he'd never said a word of it. His father's torment still kept him up at night, terrorizing him whenever he managed to fall asleep.
This was on of those nights.
He had jolted awake, tears brimming the edges of his eyes, and his breathing heavy.
He quickly stumbled out of bed and rushed to the attached restroom. He speedily snatched a small orange plastic bottle from its place at the corner of the sink and ripped the lid off. He took two of the many pink pallets and swallowed them dry.
The violet orbed male stared at his reflection, displeased with his disheveled state, his raven hair was messy and all over the place, heavy bags from countless sleepless nights, visible under his eyes.
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He sat on a stool in the dimly lit altean kitchen eating what they'd all been made to eat since being thrown into the far-stretches of the universe.
He stared at the goo getting lost in thought. He knew he was running low on suppressants, no one on the ship knew the truth about his ranking in the sub-gender category and he planned on keeping it that way.
He feared being outcasted, he feared being used.
"Not again" he muttered under his breath, tears brimming the edges of his violet orbs as memories of the past flooded his mind.
"Never again"
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A/N: should I make a part 2?
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Kangst one-shots
Storie brevithis is Voltron angst mostly Keith angst though, (SLOW UPDATES) requests are open ⚠Warnings⚠ self-harm suicide depression Yaoi/BxB Rape Gore Vulgar language ~I do not own Voltron nor the characters~ ~I do not own art unless stated otherwise~ Don't...
