Fall For You-Namjin

Don't Wake Me

          Dear, Namjoon
              I never told you this, but I get beat alot at home. Sometimes it's  not so bad, other times I get put in the Hospital. I lie though, to protect Jennie. The parents do not know  that Jennie  prefers girls. It's  better that way, because he'd hurt her. And, it would  be my fault. I don't  know why I still write to you. You will  never get these letters...I guess it feels nice to pretend that you are listening...
Love,
Kim Jin.

Authors p.O.V

       Seokjin never knew why he was beat everyday, not until one day when he was about the age of fourteen. Kim Seokjin, realized  that he did not act like boys his age. He prefers baking, to playing football. And, gossiping with Jennie, instead of playing video games. Seokjin was to say the least  a fem boy. He enjoyed girly things, and solving mysteries. Rather it be, a board game called clue. Or, watching  Snapped, or some Investigation Discovery show. Of, course this boy was not normal walking around and solving murder cases. He even solved the case of Alyssa Meyers. Kim Seokjin was a brilliant child, but his family never let him be himself. Due, to them being religious nuts. The boy was used to being slapped around after  the third foster home. All he could do was take it. That's not what he wanted. Jin wanted  a loving environment.

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              Slight smut..read at ya own risk.

        Jin's P.O.V

           I feel lips press against  my neck. A small whimper, and a small gasp escaped my lips. I look up, and see the man of my dreams on top of me. His lips causing sinful noises to fall from my parted lips. My mouth feels dry, so I whimper. "Kiss me, Joonie. I want you to kiss  me." I whine out. I usually was not the whiny type during such intimate moments. But, it can't not be helped. I need to feel his kiss, and I need to feel it now. Before, I go crazy. But, I don't  get that kiss. Because I hear a girl's voice say. "Jinnie, wake up." No, don't  wake me. I don't  wanna wake up. I look at Namjoon, and see him fade away before my eyes flutter open. My eyes adjust to the bright light of the Hospital room. Thankfully I am not plugged into a machine this time. I look around and see a old lady in a nurse outfit. She looks a bit worried, although I don't  know why. I am still breathing. Me being in the hospital is nothing new. I look over at my little sister. "Jen.." I mumble out, ignoring the throbbing pain in my skull. I feel my sister  grab my hand. "Oh, my god. You have been out for days. We were gonna put a heart monitor on, but then I heard a moan-So I called the nurse in." Jennie says, flicking her long black hair  over her shoulder. I chuckle softly. "I was having a nice dream...It was too good to be true. If I could just tell Namjoon about his father. He might come back to me." I say softly. Jennie purses her lips, and frowns. "You need to tell Joon. He will want to know the truth." Jennie says, patting my shoulder gently. "You can't  leave him in the dark like that. So, I found your little Diary. And left it in Joon's locker." She says. I feel a rush of fear run through my body. "Jennie! W-Why. I was gonna tell him." I whine out, feeling tears prick  at  my eyes. I bite into my bottom lip softly, and sniffle. Jennie smirks, and then looks at the door. "No need to fret Jinnie. Namjoon is here." She says. I let out a small gasp. And my eyes get wide. "Bring him to me." I exclaim in a happy voice. Maybe I could get my man back. I watch as my sister goes and let's Namjoon in. I sit up excitedly, and smile at him. He returns the smile. His dimples showing. "We have things  to discuss don't  we?" He asks, taking a seat next to me with a small genuine smile. I watch  my sister walk out of the room, and look at Namjoon. "We do..." I reply softly, a small tear slipping down my cheek. I have to hold it together. I don't  want to seem weak, and useless. Namjoon takes a seat, and places his hand over mine. "Tell me. Tell  me the whole story." I nod, and begin to explain the story.

   Flashback Author pov

     The rain was tapping on the tin roof, and the wind was making soothing noises. But, Jin much rather enjoyed the feeling of his lovers mouth wrapped around his member. Making soft moans fall from his luscious lips. Jin was sprawled out on the bed, all pretty for Namjoon. He felt Namjoon swirl his tongue around the tip of his member. Letting out a shaky moan. "O-oh god." He moans out, with flushed cheeks. But, then suddenly the door was thrown open. And an angry Mr.Mom stood in the doorway. "Namjoon...Get the fuck out of this room. While I talk to Seokjin." The deep voice demands, causing  Seokjin, to push Namjoon of gently. And, then pull his tight pants back up. He watches Namjoon walk out of his own bedroom. He then looks in the angry eyes of Mr.Kim. The father of the love of his life. "Yes sir?" He asks softly. He is fully aware of his appearance. His brown hair was everywhere, from the pulling of Namjoon. His thick lips were swollen from kissing Namjoon so intently. Seokjin, looked like a mess. But, he still waited for what Mr.Kim had to say. "You are going to tell my son, that  you hate him. And were  pretending to be gay, for the sex. Or, else I'll  kill you. You will join your mother. Got it?" Mr.Kim snaps. Before, slapping Seokjin across the face. Jin let's out a squeak of pain, as the sting spreads across his cheek. Tears fall from his eyes. "Now Get the fuck out of here. I'll  be sure to tell your family about your sinful ways." Mr.Kim yells, causing the handsome boy to run out of Namjoons house, and run  back to his own house to get beat even more.

       Jin's P.o.V

         I finish  explaining the story, years falling from my eyes. "I-I was gonna kill myself Joon. He made me feel worthless. I had to do it. I never wanted to hurt you." I say, fighting to contain my tears. "Jin, baby..Listen...I have something  to tell you." He says, pressing his lips together. I nod telling him to continue. "I knew about this all along...I went away to protect you. I was gonna get you  back. After, my father was thrown in jail." He says, placing his hand on my cheek stroking  my jaw. I have no idea what to say, so I bite my lip. "Kiss me, damn it." I whisper, before Namjoon leans over me, and presses his lips to mine almost to roughly. But, he does not kiss me for long, because we hear the door  open. "Fucking faggots...." My foster dad's voice  growls out. Oh fuck........

A/N:Muahahaha  Cliff hanger. Dae you can beat me in rp.:3 thank you for the reads. Double update!

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