Scars and Stuffies | J.JKxBTS AU

스물

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"Come on little bunny, give us a smile" No, I ain't got nothing to smile about

~Nightmare

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~A Few Weeks Later~

~Jeongguk's POV~

"Do it again." Master commanded as I almost fell to the ground after doing Fake Love for the sixth time. He kept telling me to do it again since I kept losing my balance, but I had an intense pain in my abdomen and I found it hard to walk, which made me feel even worse since the feeling was too familiar to me. My whole body was shaking from the overexertion, even though this was a usual dance practise for me, It had been months since I had last done anything like this so my body wasn't used to it.

I heard the first few notes and I just wanted to scream, but when I heard a knock on the front door I froze, letting the song play as I stood still. Master lost his smirk and he stood up, walking towards the door. When he left the room I involuntary collapsed onto the ground, barely moving since my entire body ached intensely "What are you doing here?" I heard Master say. I had a glimmer of hope it was the police but when I heard Sir say, "Can't I come to visit my favourite hyung?" I groaned softly when I heard the door slam shut and I looked up at the ceiling when I heard Master and Sir step down the hallway to come to the dining room.

"The pathetic brat kept messing up, So I'm making him keep doing it until he gets it right" I heard him explain The insults didn't even phase me anymore, they're true, so why should they hurt me? "You know that if you keep making him do it, he'll do worse right?" Sir said, trying to defend me as they both walked in "Get up, stupid mistake" Master snapped, making me ignore my muscles screaming out for help as I jumped to my feet, keeping my face emotionless to hide my pain.

Sir was looking at me sadly and I made eye contact with Master, who smirked "Do it again, Come show Chung-Hee how useless you are at doing your job." He said, tapping play on his phone as I heard Tae-hyung start singing again. I quickly got in the 'line' and I started dancing while Master continued smirking at me and Sir was watching sadly, cringing every now and then at the more demanding moves. Every single step was agony, and I almost lost my balance but I hid it, praying I wouldn't have to do the dance for the eighth time, I knew I would pass out if that was the case.

You're so weak, you can't do a simple dance a couple of times Seven times is not a couple of times.. It is when you're an idol, oh wait, Master is right, you're useless at your job. I don't know how you got fans when you bring the group standard down with your singing and dancing. They're happy you're gone, cause now they have a chance to actually succeed. My hyungs wouldn't be happy though..right? Wrong, they're thrilled you're kidnapped, they don't have to worry about your annoying ass anymore.

When the song ended and the next one started Master paused it and I held myself still, praying he wouldn't start the song again. Sir clapped gently, which made me tilt my head slightly in confusion My horrible dancing isn't worth a clap? "I think that's enough for today." Sir said, stopping when Master moved to play another song "Why don't you grab some soju hyung, I'll lock up Jeongguk in his cell and turn the TV on so we can binge watch some movies, huh?" He suggested, making Master nod and walk into the kitchen.

I stepped back ever so slightly when Sir walked towards me and he sighed softly, pausing before he grabbed my grubby sleeve and pulled me out of the room, make me stumble with him downstairs "I'm sorry." he whispered as he opened my cell door and I stepped inside willingly, before he locked it behind me as I sat down "Why are you sorry?" I asked quietly, genuinely curious since it wasn't his fault, why was he apologising like it was?

Sir's sad expression seemed to get even sadder and he sat down on the sofa "I should get you out of here, but I'm not.." He said softly, making sure Master couldn't hear "You don't need to, I deserve whatever he gives me and I know he'll find me again if I escape." I said truthfully, even though I sounded bored with my emotionless tone. "Oh Jeongguk-ah.." He said sadly, looking at me with a small frown "He's really gotten into your head hasn't he..God I've gotta fix this.." He mumbled, before looking up and smiling falsely when Master came downstairs.

"Netflix, or just normal TV hyung?" He asked as Master sat down, a frown set on his face "Netflix sounds good, I've been wanting to catch up on a few shows." He said as Sir turned on Netflix. I let out a silent sigh and I slowly pulled myself towards my bed, going to sit on it when I frowned, seeing the once splattered red and white sheets were now splattered red and grey sheets The splatter of red is the blood I can't clean up, these tight jeans often re-open the wounds.. I touched some of the grey confused and I glanced towards Master, who was staring at me with an expression that made me gulp and I quickly sat on the bed, lying on my side and curling up into a ball as I always do.

I phased out as I heard something on the TV start playing and I closed my eyes, feeling myself starting to go numb from the pain since it was always so constant. I let out a barely audible sigh and I wrapped my arms around myself in a self-hug in a pathetic attempt to comfort myself. I clenched my eyes shut as I tried to fall asleep, it was my only escape from this hell, even though I still got nightmares every night. God those nightmares..you don't wanna know what happens in them..

I heard a soft chuckle from Sir and I bit my lip, trying not to cry as I wished I could chuckle again, or even smile My face has been emotionless for so long, I've almost forgotten how to smile. I just feel numb to all emotion except fear and pain, and even then I eventually become numb to pain....

I just wish I could feel happy again..But I know that'll never happen, I'm stuck in this...in this torture for the rest of my pathetic, short miserable life.