Indulgence- Taehyung [18+]

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—Trigger warning—

"Come here." Nami looked back at the voice that had never been more gentle. Having met eyes with her mother who for once wasn't carrying any spite in her gaze.

And Nami watched as she came closer to where she stood in front of the mirror of her bedroom. Having been overlooking the outfit she attired. The same outfit that consisted of nothing more than whites and blacks. And the same outfit that had her mother's gaze falling short as it reached her arms that were covered in the most delicate polyester material.

"It's a shame how badly you've ruined yourself." With a sigh, her mother shook her head. Laughing ever so softly underneath her breath before taking hold of the girl's arm that couldn't help but try and pull itself away from her. All while Nami felt the way her hand pressed itself against her face. Marveling over each crevice of beauty laced amongst her skin.

"Why? Why destroy something that had been so beautiful before?" Nami couldn't even feel the tears that began to prick her eyes. But she could feel the sudden change of aura. And the way it caused her heart to feel as though it was running a hundred miles per second yet had completely stopped at the same time. Because she should've known better. Should've known better than to think that her mother would tell her anything Nami didn't already know.

"Let go of me—"

"All this time I've tried to turn you into something special. . . and look where we are." With a laugh, her mom pulled away. Having ran her gaze down Nami's body all over again only to let it linger on her wrists that stayed covered by the materials of her shirts. Because she knew they were something so shameful to the eyes surrounding her. And that they were something that ruined her relationship with her parents the minute they found out.

But even then, she wasn't loved. Wasn't treated as if they lived each day just to see her smile for them. Or as though she was something more than just a nuisance that got in the way.

So instead Nami learned to cling on to those who cared. All while learning to use something like cutting as a way to gain relief instead of letting those who did care, take that aching pain away from her soul.

But Nami herself didn't care. Didn't care to be used if it meant feeling loved for in the end. And didn't care to hurt herself behind closed doors just to make it through the nights where the world felt as though it was caving in on her. Because now she had Taehyung to inflict a new kind of pain on her. But he made her feel special. He made everyone feel special.

"Come here." His words were nothing more than a whisper. Sounding as though they were coming from Nami's mother herself as the girl met his eyes that were so daunting. Not having mentioned the man who she met at work. Because she didn't think anything of it. Why would she?

"What are you doing?" Nami could see the razor blade captive within his fingers. Even if it all looked so blurry due to the alcohol sifting through their veins. Alcohol that Nami never drank unless she wanted to feel like everyone else. Because drinking wasn't like her. Nor was doing drugs. Yet the girl was spiraling and all because of him. Having allowed for the man to control her rather than controlling herself.

And she watched as he ran the thing along his skin in the most scarce manner. Eliciting a heavy sigh from his lips the minute the blood could even do so much as slip from the subtle cut itself.