MonochromeㅣYoongi X Male Reader

십육 - 16

I'm trying to put some trigger warnings at the start of all the chapters so please tell me if I missed any. Thank you

TRIGGER WARNING:
- Implied anxiety/panic attack
- Death
- Fire
- Mention of drugs
- Vivid Gore

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A figure appeared in front of us. We both slowly looked up at them, making me freeze as I soon as I saw their face.

It can't be.

They're supposed to be dead.

"Hello M/N."

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Everything around me felt as if it was closing in on me. My chest tightened. My vision blacking out. Knees weak. Arms heavy. I felt as if I was going to explode, as if my world is crumbling around my feet.

It's stupid how one person can have this effect on me.

"You really thought you could get away from me?" The face of the Soji, a woman I once called my aunt, stood in front of me, smiling down menacingly.

As soon as I saw her hand raise, I took Yoongi's arm and started to sprint away knowing the power she possesses. Practically throwing Yoongi into the passenger side of his car, before I got into the driver side and sped off.

"M/N, what going on?" He questioned, not used to seeing me so uncollected.

I knew I couldn't speak, so I just slightly shook my head at him hoping he would get me gesture, carrying on to the university. As soon as I parked, I took Yoongi's arm again and instead teleported into my room collapsing on the bed, head in my hands, as soon as we appeared in the room.

"M/N, what's happening? You're kind of freaking me out here." Yoongi spoke, sitting down next to me and rubbing my lower back.

I sighed, taking Yoongi's waist and lifting him up to sit in my lap, back on my chest. I wrapped my arms around his waist and rest my chin on his shoulder, seeking comfort in his warmth.

"It's a really long story, but that was my aunt." I took a breath, getting ready to confess, "I killed her." I spoke, hiding my face in the crook of his neck not wanting to face him.

"You definitely didn't kill her if she's there, so what's actually happened? We have time." Yoongi gently spoke.

"I can't tell you. I really, really want too but I can't." I sighed, nuzzling into his shoulder. "As much as you think you would, you wouldn't understand. I had a completely different upbringing from you."

My breath started picking up, sending tremors throughout my body making Yoongi shake as well. Everything's coming back. Painful memories I tried so hard to bury deep in my mind, locked and chained in a box and pushed to the very back, never to see the light of day again. Yet one little thing triggered everything to come back.

My parent's death.

Moving to my aunt's house.

Every touch.

Every bruise.

Every deal.

Every cut.

Every kill.

My eyes stung as the memory's rushed through my mind.

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(AN: Any text in italic will mean that M/N is talking/thinking in his mind, as all of this is a memory.)