mingyu sat in his room, anxiously listening to the sounds of his father stumbling around the kitchen and his mother throwing bottles around because she was angry at her husband.
the family had shattered like a bottle of wine many years ago, around the time mingyu was barely able to talk.
his father was an alcoholic.
his mother had cancer and was a drug addict.
and mingyu was a broken boy without a home.
"you fucking idiot, don't you see how much money you spend on your alcohol!"
"then just think about your drugs!"
the boy pressed his hands over his ears, trying to block out the screams and sounds downstairs.
"i hate my life."
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the kids don't wanna come home | SVT BXB
Fanfictionon the run from their horrible parents, thirteen teenagers meet up in the music room of their school everyday. because the only way to forget everything is music- and each other. But of course, life just said fuck these 13 boys in particular and soo...
