bangtan imagines

thirty-four

he hurts you•

WARNING: some preferences/scenarios contain some sort of abuse/assault as well as sexual content. please do not proceed if sensitive to these topics.

jin:
it was an accident. you were walking behind him and since you weren't looking up and he was distracted by the phone call. he slammed the door in your face hard.
"baby! i- im so sorry!! i didn't see you oh-" he hesitated to touch you.
"it's ok jin" you giggled at how he freaked out.
"ohh honey- it's not ok" he worried.
"jin!! it alright" you kissed him.
he kissed your head multiple times and held the ice pack for you. he took care of you the rest of the day. getting you everything you needed and fed you what you wanted. you knew he felt bad but you reassured him it was ok.
"thank you" you kissed him again.
this time leading things on.

suga:
"i'm not having this conversation with you"
you tried to walk away but he got a hold of your arm, pulling you back.
"i'm not done! you can't walk away when i'm talking" he hissed angrily.
his grip got harder by the second and you winced. this was blown out of proportion. you didn't mean to hold some other guys hand. you thought it was yoongi. the room was too dark for you notice at first but you did pull your hand away quickly once you knew his hand didn't feel like yoongi's.
"yoon- you're hurting me" you tried to pull away.
he came to his senses quickly, letting you go. his eyes were wide open when he saw tears run down your soft cheeks.
"i- i- im so sorry" he came closer.
you walked back and ran to your room. a few minutes later he came to you and sat at the end of the bed.
you cried harder. never had you ever thought yoongi would leave a bruise on you. he looked at your arm, once he noticed it he instantly cried. not sure if he should hug you or leave you alone, he stayed there. when his sobs got louder, you scooted closer to him. you pulled him on to your lap as he continued to cry.
"look at me" you tried to pull him back up.
you wiped his tears and kissed his forehead. you smiled at him weakly. you could tell he was hurt as you looked into his eyes.
"i promise not to hurt you!! or touch you in any harmful way. i really am sorry. i shouldn't have held you-"
"it's ok. it's ok. just please remember if it happens a second time, it will be best for us to break up. i love you" you forgave him.
he kept that promise. he was a bit traumatized, always asking for permission to touch you. you knew from the beginning he didn't mean it though.

j-hope:
you were wrestling. yeah pretty dumb now that you think of it. your small figure could never take anyone down. not even hobi. you were just playing around, but things got out of hand when he pinned you down and then both of you started wrestling. eventually one of you was bound to get hurt. that was you unfortunately.
"ohh gosh!!" he freaked out when you cleaned your bloody noise.
you hung over the bathroom sink, washing your face. blood still running down your noise. hoseok was leaning down and watching your reflection with his eyebrows frowned.
"i'm sorry y/n. ah look how i left you" he worried.
you grabbed a towel and held it close to your noise, putting your head back.
"babe" you chuckled, "it's ok hoseok, it was accident" you assured him.
"i'm lucky i didn't get knocked out" you tried to cheer him up.
"awh. i love you. i really am sorry" he kissed your hand.

rm:
your vision was blurry. you looked around and could only see feet moving, but they didn't belong to you.
"ah. those aren't mine" you pointed down.
your arms and legs hung making you ten times confused. you looked to your side and saw your beautiful boyfriend namjoon.
"joonie- i can walk" you giggled.
"sure you can" he kissed your ear.
you swung your legs back and forth. suddenly feeing the side of namjoon dip a little.
"oyy" you tried to hold in your laugh.
you both almost fell and maybe it was your eyes but you sweared you saw the front wall spin.
"y/n, you wanna get to your apartment safe, stay calm please" he commanded.
"yes sir" you said in a deep voice.
and began laughing again. you continued to swing your legs, letting your hands grab his face and play with it.
"joonie joonie joonie. who's the baby baby baby" you pinched his cheeks
"y/n sto-" it was late for him to respond though.
he slipped, making you both fall on the concrete floor. landing on your knees, pain instantly made you sober up.
"ahh- fuck" you cried.
"oh shit. babe i'm sorry" he tried to help you out.
but drunk you and emotional you weren't a good mix. he had a lot on his plate now. he scooped you up and took you to your apartment. he helped you cleaned your bloody knee and gently kissed the band-aid.
"thank you" you felt your eyes go heavy
"anything for you pincess."

jimin:
you raised an eyebrow. he raised an eyebrow. you frowned them both, and he copied you. you squinted your eyes. he smiled- and blew directly at your eyes.
"HEY" you backed away.
"loser" he chuckled.
"cheater" you fought back.
he took a sip of his wine glass, winking at you with victory.
"i'm going to the room" you walked away.
you changed to your bottoms when the door behind you hit you making you fall, hurting your elbow.
"ahh" you screamed
jimin ran by your side seeing if you were ok.
"jaig, im sorry, i didn't know you were there" he spoke.
he helped you up and grabbed you an ice pack. the whole time apologizing for accidentally hurting you.
"jimin-ah. it's ok babe, i'm alright now" you smiled at him.

v:
he thrusted harder and harder. tae has never been this rough with you and it kinda scared you. your moans turned into whimpers. he still enjoyed himself but totally forgot about you.
"uh ahh" you cried.
he stopped and pulled away fast when he saw you were in pain.
"oh i- im sorry" he repeated.
you covered yourself with the blanket, catching your breath.
"y/n. i am sorry. why didn't you tell me i was hurting you- never mind!! i should've controlled myself" he said frustrated.
you pulled him down to you kissing him.
"it's alright taehyung. i know you were caught up, we all have our moments" you kissed his cheek.
"i'm sorry" he said still disappointed in himself.
you uncovered yourself pulling your bodies together again against the bed.
"show me" you suggested, "it's ok, i'm ok" you assured him.

jungkook:
at first he laughed but soon realized your legs were going weak. playing ball isn't something you'd suggest to do with him anymore, someone always ends up getting hurt. and that someone was always you.
"babe?" he held you.
"you suck at ball" you laughed.
"let's go back, you need to rest" he carried you.
he gave you headache pills and fed you. he'd apologized every now and then, feeling bad that you always get hurt when he's has a ball.
"you're bad luck" you joked.
"but you're my good luck" he complimented.