The sins Ateez x Yeosang

09

Yeosang's pov

"Chae Hyung Won and Shin Won Ho?" I asked, keeping my voice calm although my heartbeat was erratic. My mind swam with memories of their night.

"Well, we're both Shin's now, but yes? Who are— Yeosang. You've come back, huh? Finally decided to show your face?" Hyungwon laughed as he leaned his arm on his apparent husband. Wonho held a loving grip around Hyungwon's waist.

"I've come because I've decided not to let you ruin my life anymore. Since "our" night, I haven't eaten properly, slept well, or hydrated well. I'm slowly caving in on myself, and I want you both to see exactly how it looks to be eaten away at by rape." I stated calmly and pulled my sweater off.

All of my ribs poked out and showed vividly. My arms were almost only bone and skin, as were my legs. My collar bone was unhealthily prominent and sharp.

"You ruined me, boys. I was training to debut as a dancer, but you both made me hate myself so much I can't bare to see myself. I'm a mess because of you two!" I exclaimed at them. They looked at me remorsefully.

"We didn't know it would almost kill you, Yeosang. Besides, you orgasmed- you enjoyed it anyways you little whore. You enjoyed us—"

"So it is true?" Hongjoong asked, eerily calm. He turned to me sadly. I nodded my head.

"Hongjoong! How long have you—"

"The whole time." Hongjoong spat as he grabbed each of them by their collars. He lifted them both off of the ground.

"Don't hurt them!" I exclaimed. I knew it, I couldn't hurt them back, even if they scarred me profusely.

"Why are you protecting them? They're scumbags!" Hongjoong growled and tossed them into their house. He gently closed the door- me on the outside.

All I could hear were screams and crashes. I knocked quickly on the door, but had no answer. I threw my entire body weight at the wooden door, and heard a painful cracking sound from my shoulder. I screamed loudly and dropped to my knees.

White hot pain shot up and down my arm and across my chest. My unhurt arm cradled my seemingly fractured shoulder in a way that caused it to hurt less.

"Hongjoong!" I cried as I stayed on my knees. The crashing quickly stopped although their screams continued. He opened the door quickly and gasped as he saw me.

"Yeosang, what happened?" He asked as he knelt on the ground beside me. I hissed in pain as he poked my shoulder.

"I threw my weight at the door to break it down, but I think I broke my shoulder instead." I groaned, my vision blurring slightly from the blinding pain.

"Yeosang, why would you do that?" Hongjoong asked worriedly. I gave him a pointed look.

"I told you not to hurt them! I was trying to get in to stop you from killing them." I cried and shakily stood up.

"Yeosang, they raped you, and said so themselves. I wasn't going to kill them, I was gonna torture them along with the other six boys who love you." Hongjoong smiled sweetly. I pointed my good finger at him.

"No you will not! No one living under my roof gets to torture my rapists. You're a lawyer, send them to jail. The inmates can do it for us." I spoke and walked into the house. I wish I hadn't.

The house was an absolute wreck, with Wonho and Hyungwon sat in the middle. I gasped and walked in farther.

"I should help out and get you boys fixed, but uh, I also shouldn't. Don't tell anyone it was Hongjoong, or I won't stop him and his buddies next time. Bye bye." I grinned and shut the door with my unhurt arm.

"Can we get me to a hospital, please?" I asked sheepishly. Hongjoong nodded his head rapidly as he apologized profusely.

"I promised I would protect you, now you're hurt. I'm sorry Yeosangie." Hongjoong teared up as he looked at my bruising arm. I shook my head.

"It's my fault, Joongie. I was stupid and threw myself at the door." I laughed a little, stopping quickly when it caused pain.

"Come on, let's get you checked out." He pecked my cheek and lead me to his car. We got in and buckled, then he drove me to a hospital.

The doctor took some X-rays of my shoulder and arm, then brought them into my room.

"You definitely fractured it, Mr. Kang. And just by looking at you, you're anorexic, which may be the reason you fractured so easily. Are you his guardian?" Doctor Lee asked Hongjoong.

"He's twenty-five, sir. He doesn't need a guardian. But I am one of his housemates, so I do take care of him now." Hongjoong replied.

"Well, you need to bring more food into his diet and help him gain a healthy weight. If he does not, he won't have much more of a life left. Yeosang, you need to eat." Doctor Lee told me. I nodded my head.

"I ate actual food two days ago, but yesterday I vomited it back up. It won't stay down for good yet, but I've been trying." I shrugged and stood up to leave. My arm was now in a light purple cast. I wiggled it happily at the beautiful color.

"Hongjoong?" I asked once we reached his car again. He hummed in response.

"Won't the others be kinda mad that I got hurt? Especially Wooyoung and San?" I asked quietly. He froze up, his hand holding the keys in the ignition.

"They're gonna kill me!" He whined and laid his head on the steering wheel. I rubbed his back gently with my good arm.

"I won't let them hurt you, Joongie. It was my stupidity that got me hurt in the first place. Now let's get home, I'm sleepy." I retracted my arm and he started the car. He drove us back to the house.

"Yeosang," San asked, Wooyoung stood behind him.

"Yes?" I smiled innocently at him. I didn't even bother to hide my arm.

"What happened to your arm?" Wooyoung asked. I gave him an awkward grin.