privilege. seungjin

14.

tears streamed down the young boys face as he made eye contact with hyunjin.

the older male jumped up at the sight of seungmin, his body weakly swaying as tears streamed down his bruised and swollen face.

"holy shit, min, what happened?" hyunjin questioned and he brought the smaller into his arms, clearly worried.

"don't touch me." seungmin mumbled, trying to push hyunjin away, "please, don't hurt me"

hyunjin's face contorted in confusion, not understanding why the younger would think he would hurt him, but letting him go as to not upset him more, "min, what happened?"

seungmin cried harder as he looked up at hyunjin's face, his insides clenched as he could only picture the way johnny held him down.

"kim seungmin," his mother spoke, "why don't you go put on some clothes and wash your face. be respectful to your guest here."

seungmin nodded and limped up the stairs. he could hear hyunjin follow him to the bathroom but he closed the door before hyunjin could join him.

"minnie, what happened?" hyunjin asked again, worry dripping from his lips as he leaned his head against the closed door of the bathroom.

"n-nothing." seungmin answered, "maybe you should just go home."

hyunjin shook his head, "no way, i'm not leaving you like this, min."

the sound of the sink mixed with seungmin's sobs, hyunjin assumed seungmin was washing his face to calm his body, but he could only hope.

"hyunjin, please leave." seungmin weakly said after he turned off the sink. he opened the door to see hyunjin staring at it, a frown on his face as he made eye contact with seungmin.

"seungmin, please let me stay with you." hyunjin pleaded and he went to grab seungmin's hand, resulting in a hard flinch from the younger, hyunjin's eyes widened as he mumbled, "fuck, i'm sorry."

"i think it'd be better if you left, hyunjin." seungmin said as he slightly pushed past hyunjin.

"min, please, we don't need to talk about what happened, just let me stay with you." hyunjin begged, though was cut off when seungmin's mother placed a hand on his shoulder.

"hyunjin, sweetie, it'd be best if you went home." seungmin's mother said, sickly smiling at hyunjin as she slowly grabbed his arm, leading him back downstairs.

hyunjin reluctantly complied, not before telling seungmin to text him if he wants to talk about anything.

// ok so this is a rlly short
chapter but i finally have a
solid plot idea lmao. so i
will start updating this more
frequently.