Yoongi thought it was best to let people out of his heart. After losing so much in his life, he tried to fill his void with alcohol, women, and tattoos.
Until he met her.
He didn't knew what made him so into Somin. But, at the same time that she e...
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He felt the punch on his chin while the other three boys grabbed him. Yoongi smiled. Feeling pain outside was better than inside. The pain in his body he could handle very well. The pain in his heart he couldn't.
He couldn't stitch his wounds nor put a band-aid in his heart. He couldn't take a pill to numb the pain he felt inside. He didn't know for how long he would hurt inside as he did outside. So he overthrew his heartbreak with punches, kicks, and broken ribs.
He laughed as he was punched in the stomach again and again. He was just savoring it as long as he could until he had the will to fight back. And he could easily fight back. He could easily get rid of those three boys and knock them down. He just didn't want to.
"STOP!" Someone screamed and the fight was pulled apart. Yoongi fell on the floor and pained exhausting, still smiling.
"You three, you're doing bathroom chores for a month! Now get out of my sight now!"
"You're dead Min." One of the boys whispered before leaving.
The orphanage guard picked Yoongi up carefully and walked him to the infirmary. Yoongi has been thrown into an orphanage since his mother died and he had no other relative. At least it was what he thought all of his life.
Yoongi didn't want to be sent to an orphanage, since he was too old for that and he had always taken care of himself alone. But the law didn't care about that and he was put together with a bunch of kids who only knew life in the orphanage.
Of course, he was picked on because they thought of him as privileged. At least he had grown beside his mother. Like that was of any consolation. Like that would erase the fact that she always treated him like shit, and would always steal the money he would earn from his part times jobs to feed her addiction. Like she didn't choose drugs over him and died because of it.
"Why don't you fight back?" The man asked with a frown.
"I know you can fight back, kid." Yoongi didn't respond, once the nurse came in to take care of his wounds.
"The social worker wants to talk to you, that's why I came to find you. I'm going to say that you're not okay to see her today." The guard said, leaving the boy behind.
