Raw [Vkook]

59: I'm in pain

Trauma - NF

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He's limping.

Badly.

Choked breathes were the only think escaping his parted lips as he tries to keep himself from collapsing to the floor, just a few feet away from the door.

Just a little more closer.

That's it.

And then he can sleep the pain away, just as how he use to always.

This was something Yeosang should've expected the second he stepped back into Busan, for his father to drag him by the hair back home. The beatings has seemed more sloppier than before as his father grew older, doesn't mean it didn't hurt any less.

Woosung was already home by the time Yeosang got jumped by these men, dragging him away to his father's house. He could still feel his harsh grip snagging his hair as his father demands him to either give him more money or to give Lisa and Jungkook's location.

And Yeosang is no snitch.

So his father beat him, hard. Along with a few other of his friends as well. It was until then he agreed to send him the money he asks by tomorrow. When it was finally over, he called his friend Hyunjin to pick him up and drove him back to Seoul, making him swear to not tell anyone about it.

Just like Yeosang, Hyunjin isn't a snitch either.

Yeosang crashes to the wall beside the door, panting heavily as he tries to focus his vision but it only moves in and out of conscious. Thankfully enough his father barely managed to his his face since Yeosang made sure to keep it covered, but there was a bust at the corner of his lip and a cut on his cheek.

Nothing like father and son bonding.

So after a few moments of him gathering his composure, he uses the spare key to get inside.

The dorm is dark, assuming that Jungkook and Jimin are asleep.

To his luck.

Yeosang suddenly winces when the pain on his hip increases as he presses on it, limping his way across the living room and to the bathroom, closing the door shut behind him.

The process of taking a shower to call off any evident of blood and dirt off of himself was painful, too painful. He kept leaning against the shower wall to not tumble over his.

He's not weak.

He's not weak.

He can do this.

So with the little bit more of his strain strength, he finished up his shower and painfully dried himself off before changing to the spare clothes he has here. By now Yeosang was trying not to cry how his whole body is aching in pain by now, slightly creaking Jimin's door to check up on him.

The man is sound asleep, his soft snores echoing the the room as he curls up to a small ball against the pillow.

Yeosang manages to twitch a smile, despite that aching of the bust on his lip. So he gently closes the door and links across to Jungkook's room, feeling his throat tighten more and more.

The ravenette is surprisingly awake, staring at the ceiling under the sheets with only a tank top on to reveal his tattoos. When he heard the door open he instantly shoved the sheets on his body, but relaxed when he sees his little brother.

"Fuck you scared me."

Yeosang's lips are wobbling now, whimpering hard as he limps towards him until his feet finally gave out and he trips to the ground, letting out a pained cry.

He needs his brother.

It hurts too much.

Sudden shock and awestruck bolts nerves through Jungkook's body, shoving the sheets off of him as he rushes to his crying little brother.

"Little Gem," He whispers, rubbing the hair away from his face, "W-What's wrong? What happene-"

All it took was for Yeosang to raise his shirt up, revealing the lavender bruises scared on his body for Jungkook to feel his whole body vibrate panic and anger.

"D-Dad caught me," Yeosang wheezes, clutching his fists to Jungkook's shirt, "When will he leave us alone!"

Instantly Jungkook takes his brother in his arms, letting him sob painfully against his chest. There's so many things running through his head, so many question and so much hatred emotions so his poor excuse of a father.

This felt like how it was before they escaped.

His poor brother would cry by how much pain he's in, begging for it to stop as Jungkook comfort him, promising a better tomorrow even though they were lies.

Now, it's not a lie.

Jungkook will not let Yeosang go back to Busan, no matter what happens.

He would rather go face his father first before letting that man touch any of his siblings.

"C-Can I stay with you tonight?" Yeosang shutters, buzzing his body to how fragile he feels, "I-I'm scared."

He didn't even have to ask.

Jungkook only nods softly, carrying him in his arms before laying him down on his bed, holding him in his arms as he brother continues to cry of that horrible experience to his brother.

Knowing well his dreams will be filled with nightmares all over again.

What the two didn't notice was the set of eyes peaking from the slit of the door, hand over his lips in shock.

Jimin was awake when he heard a sudden loud banging, instantly growing panicked and quickly left his room.

Only left to see the sight before his eyes.

Of the bruised boy physically abused by his father and the tatted man who dresses up in pastel colors to hide who he truly was.

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A/N:
Okay definitely last chapter for the night, I updated too much hahaha

I hope you all enjoyed it!!

Guess Jimin is not hidden in the dark anymore, let's see what happens soon!!

I PURPLE YOU! <33