soundless ☾jikook

⁑ two

jimin found his body regaining movement an hour after the kim brothers had left, he had gained a heavy nosebleed and a violet bruise on his cheek.

his back seared with pain as he propped himself up, hissing with discomfort and hurt.

hurt. he hurt so much.

it was unbearable.

jimin gritted his teeth as he tried to contain the tears welling up in his narrowed eyes, harshly wiping them away before standing up and slightly swaying.

the boy stared out of the window, the sky was now dark and rain was colliding with the window in sheets, he could see the lights of hogsmeade village appear, the train slowing down with a high pitched screeching sound.

jimin took his trunk with a trembling hand and opened the door of the compartment, it opened with a slam. the slytherin walked out of it and quietly stepped down the trains hallway, avoiding eye contact with everyone that he passed.

soon jimin reached the first door of the train, he waited for the train to shudder to a halt before walking out, forcing his legs to the carriages that awaited all the second years up. he stared at the thestrals in front of him and smiled darkly, because he bluntly knew the reason why he could see them.

jimin climbed into the first carriage and nervously tapped his foot whilst he waited for it to leave, he gulped at the sight of the three people approaching in the distance before lowering his body.

"hey, jimin got here before us!" seokjin exclaimed with a smirk, pointing at the ruffled mop of silver hair that belonged to a pale boy, who was obviously leaning over to hide, "he's scared, pathetic."

jimin accidentally let a whimper leave his lips as the three boys approached at a fast pace, luckily the thestrals were tensing their muscles in preparation to move.
"grab his arm, namjoon!" taehyung yelled out as the carriage slowly started to move, jimin shuffled away but a hand gripped onto his sleeve right over his cuts and burns.

jimin took in a sharp intake of breath as namjoons nails dug into the scarring cuts, reopening them and staining his robes with scarlet blood.

namjoon laughed and harshly forced his sleeve up his arm, jimin let out a sob as his abused and scarred arm was revealed to his bullies. jimin felt namjoons grip weaken so he snatched his arm away and shrunk into the corner of the carriage, hiding his face and curling into a shivering ball.

taehyung, seokjin and namjoon all watched jimin as the carriage quickened it's pace and disappeared into the nights darkness.

"i didn't know he self harmed, i thought it was just a rumour from mingyu and coups.." jin murmured, he was horrified from what he had just seen, namjoon gulped.

"i think we went a bit too far, taehyung."

taehyung laughed loudly, his eyes darkened as he turned to the guilty couple.

"regret is for weaklings, little park just gave us a perfect rumour."

taehyung smirked and rolled his eyes at jin, who looked at the verge of tears,
"but tae, we've been bullying him for 4 years, aren't you tired of it?"
taehyung didn't reply verbally, only physically with his hand in a fist.
it came into contact with jins cheek, who staggered back with a cry into namjoons arms.

"you know what i can do if you ditch me."

namjoon gave taehyung a helplessly angry glare before nodding,

"fine."

* * *

the silver haired boy realised that the carriage had stopped moving, so he wiped the tear streaks from his face and carefully jumped out, not forgetting to grab the trunk too. jimin moved over to the gates and was greeted by professor jeonghan, who stared at jimin with a sigh.

"park, we offered you a stay at the castle if things at home got worse." the charms teacher sighed, motioning at the bruise over his eye and dangerously underweight body.

although jimin didn't realise that, he believed that he was fat, chubby, ugly.

jimin shook his head and stated his name for the register before beginning the walk up to the castle, he shivered from the cold night and tried his best to quickly reach the second hell that loomed above him.

as he reached the tall wooden gates professor longbottom gave him a cheerful wave as he patted his back.
"good to see you jimin, i assume you don't want to go to the great hall?" the teacher asked him, familiar with jimins social anxiety and bully problems.

jimin nodded with a frown before making his way all the way down to the slytherin dungeons, it took almost half an hour from how cold jimin was to the point that his muscles were stiff. he reached the entrance and stared blankly at it, realising that he didn't know the password.

"the passwords 'severus'" sighed a voice behind jimin, he glanced behind his shoulder to see prefect sehun.

"oh, thanks." jimin murmured, quickly muttering it as he walked into the dimly lit room which had a faint emerald tinge. he ignored the over-the-top decorations and walked into the boys dormitory, but froze when staring at the single bed in the furthest corner.

the silver haired boy screamed as he was forced against the bedpost and had his arms tied above his head, he struggled in terror as a smirking boy walked over to him.

"there's no point in screaming, park, everyone's enjoying the end of year feast."

jimin squirmed helplessly as the boy crouched in front of him, his fingers making their way towards the zip on his jeans, having to hastily tear his cloak off as it got in the way.

"but i prefer my end of year feast a little different."

jimin sobbed hysterically as the boy forced his jeans down, then teasingly tugged at the rim of his pants before taking them off too.

"let's have a bit of fun, huh?"

jimin avoided the bed in fear and sat on his own bed instead, before a silhouette appeared at the doorway.

"park, fancy seeing you here!"

jimins eyes widened as he recognised that voice,

then he realised his fate.

"perfect timing really, how about a round two of last year?"

jimin couldn't scream as the boy was already covering his mouth, he trembled as the boy trapped his legs in between his and harshly grabbed his arms, forcibly putting them above his head and tying then against the bedpost with a ripped bedsheet.

"relax, this is just a little start of term treat."