The Bet (SF9 DaBin) ~ Book 1

21 {M} ✔️

!!!!!Very sensitive content. If you don't want to or can't read it stop at the part marked with * !!!!!!

"I can't believe this. We've cared for you and always gave you everything you wanted and this is what you've became?" his father yelled, not caring about the boy crying in front of him.
"Please I'm sorry appa" he mumbled, sliding onto his knees as he looked up at the angry man.
"You aren't my son. A mere disgrace that's what you are. Fooling around with guys and then letting yourself being treated like that. You can't even fight back to protect yourself, that's how weak you are" he continued on yelling, holding back his own tears of disappointment as he looked at his son, kneeling in front of him while begging with tears in his eyes.
"I promise I will get stronger. I'm sorry that I was acting like this" he kept on mumbling, hoping his father would calm down and tell him that he still loved him.
"You will never change. Growing up I was hoping that you'll be a real man someday but you disappointed me. I don't want anyone to associate you with me."
"Father please. I'll do anything so you can be proud of me" Youngbin whispered, tears streaming down his face as he dared to look up at him.
"No there's nothing you can do. Your body is tainted and so are you. You've been fooling around with guys, letting them touch you like a woman would and then you even dare to show up saying you got raped. You can do whatever you want but you aren't my son anymore" the middle aged man said, leaving his son behind as he left the room.

It was in the middle of the night that he awoke because of a nightmare. Carefully he looked at the boy laying by his side, fast asleep to his luck. He could feel tears welling up in his eyes as he remembered everything from the past, remembering how much he disappointed his father and being the reason his family broke apart. He often thought about his words, his father was the most important man in his life as he always looked up to him, wanting to be exactly like him. He felt his stomach churn at the vivid memories from his nightmare, reliving it all again as he suddenly felt his breath getting stuck in his throat, choking on his tears while trying his hardest not to start crying. The image and acts of his former boyfriend,  Hajoon, were still haunting him. He knew that the older was sick, that he wasn't psychologically unstable but it couldn't erase his memories and the effects it had on him.
"Don't listen to him. He's lying to you. Who would really love you?" a small voice echoed in the back of his head.
"Please just go already. Why can't you finally let me alone?" Youngbin mumbled, his hands covering his ears in hope to drown out the voice.
"Youngbin? Are you okay?" Sanghyuk tiredly mumbled, lazily turning around when he didn't hear any reply. He was about to open his eyes when he heard a whimper, quickly sitting up to see the older curled up in himself, holding onto his head while mumbling to himself.
"Youngbin, what's wrong" he asked as he gently put his hand onto his back, resulting in the older jolting up. Sanghyuk was shocked when he saw the tears rolling down his cheeks and the desperation visible in his eyes.
"I'm here" Sanghyuk whispered while embracing the older, gently stroking his head while trying to calm him down.
"I only want  to forget" he whispered, his voice thin and laced with tears.
"What do you want to forget?" 
"Him. Everything he's done. The way he hurt me" the older whispered, feeling his chest tightening as the panic arose in him as the thought back to the worst night he ever experienced*:

"Seriously how can you be so drunk after drinking so little?" Hajoon huffed as he stumbled across the bedroom with the smaller, pushing him down onto the bed to only watch him groan and roll over to his side. Youngbin never was a heavy drinker and only drank so much to please his lover but now he only felt his head throbbing in pain and his surroundings spinning even while lying down.
"So will you just lie there and do nothing?" the older replied, getting onto the bed to sit down beside him.
"Yes I'm tired" Youngbin mumbled, eyes shut close as he nuzzled his head into the pillow right beside him.
"You're such a lightweight" the older cooed while softly stroking over his back, cuddling close to him.
Youngbin was glad that Hajoon wasn't angry at him and just accepted his decision without getting worked up.
"But you haven't kissed me even once today. Don't you love me anymore?" he asked as he let his hand wander towards his chest, gently stroking over it as he rested his head on his shoulder.
"Of course I still love you" Youngbin mumbled while turning onto his back, gazing up into the older's eyes.
"Prove it" the older simply replied, his fingers ghosting over the youngers stomach while he smirked at him.
Without any hesitation he pulled the older down into a kiss, letting Hajoon nibble onto his lower lip despite his already aching body. He wasn't really in the mood to make out with his lover and only wanted to sleep but he also wanted to please him. The moment he pulled away Youngbin felt like falling asleep any second, his body giving in to his exhaustion. He could hear Hajoon chuckling before his eyes fell close, content to finally get some sleep. Just before drifting of to sleep he felt the older's lips on his neck, biting into the pale skin as his hand wandered over his stomach down to his lower body. Despite his drowsiness he openend his eyes, weakly resting his hand on Hajoon's chest.
"Don't I want to sleep" Youngbin replied, feeling his arm trembling a bit as his eyes fell close once again.
"You don't even have to do anything but you still complain" Hajoon huffed, his gaze hard on the younger as he rapidly opened his eyes. He knew that expression on the older's face all to well, knew exactly by the shade of his eyes that he wouldn't stop until he had what he wanted. Without waiting for any answer he already opened the younger's pants, letting his hand graze over his groin.
"Hyung not today. I don't want to" the younger protested, trying to shove him away. Not even a few seconds later he let his hand fall to his cheek, the sound of the slap still echoing in his ears as he felt his cheek heating up.
"At least you're quiet now" the older groaned while ripping open his dress shirt, angrily marking his chest even drawing some blood in the process, his other hand shoving down his pants. He was lying there completely frozen as he still was exhausted and couldn't muster up the courage to say anything again. Even as he felt Hajoon stripping down his clothes he closed his eyes and let the older do whatever he wanted, already fearing the older as his body was as uncooperative as his mind, he felt the older tightly grabbing onto his shank making him groan in discomfort as he didn't dare to open his eyes.
"Am I not enough for you anymore?" Hajoon whispered into his ear, using his second hand to spread his legs. He was angry and he didn't waste any time showing it. Without any warning the younger felt him thrusting in sharply, letting out a pained scream as tears filled his eyes. Never once had he felt such an immense pain nor the aggressive and quick way the older was moving. He only felt pain as he endured the older, giving in to his fatigue as his trembling legs limply fell against the blanket limitating the older's movement. He couldn't control his body and emotions anymore, the tears were continuously rolling down his cheeks as he felt his head mercilessly hitting the headrest. He was in a daze, only taking in everything until he felt that pain disappear. Not even a moment later he found his head pressed into the pillow as the older was now thrusting in sharper and faster than before, the angle allowing him to hit even deeper while digging his nails into his sides. Youngbin choked on his tears, letting out a strangled scream as he felt the older's weight on his back while continuing his movements. Being tall and muscular Hojoon weighed a lot more than him, making it even more painful as he let his whole weight thrust against him as he was lying flat on his stomach. He felt like his whole lower body was being destroyed, the fretting of his body against these bed sheets made him hiss out in pain. He missed the dazed feeling, now only feeling pain as he hoped for it to be over soon. He felt the scratches on his side and back, felt the painful thrusting and aggresive bite marks the older left on his shoulder blades. The moment he felt Hojoon's body spasm he let out a relieved breath knowing exactly that he was riding out his climax already feeling the older cumming. He was dizzy, feeling like he would pass out any second but relieved as soon as the older rolled over to lay down beside him. He was already closing his eyes to fall asleep as he heard the older letting out a shocked scream. He was too tired to ask until he felt himself being turned over harshly. There was a short silence before he heard Hojoon mumbling out in shock "There's so much blood"

"I can't do this anymore" he whispered, hot tears staining Sanghyuk's shirt already as he was tightly holding onto the younger.
"Who ever did this isn't here now. It's only me Youngbin" he replied, feeling his heart clench at the sight.
"You won't hurt me too, right?" Youngbin asked, looking at him with so much hurt and fear in his eyes that it made the younger hold back his own tears.
"I won't. I promise" Sanghyuk whispered, making sure to hold onto the older while gently laying back down with him.

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So that's the background story. Seriously I cried while writing this.