WARNING, mentions of abuse, mentions of cū77ing
NOTES, can someone please request an imagine for ANYBODY and when i say ANYBODY i mean ANYBODY
NOT EDITED!!
y/n whipped away her tears as she gazed at herself through the mirror; her eyes were red and puffy. she looked awful in her defense, but she had tried her hold her tears in— somedays, she couldn't hold her tears in because usually, the night before were horrible.
at home, her mom drank most of the day and got high whenever she could. so, that'd lead to having an abusive mother— of course, y/n had friends to tell, but she didn't want to have her mom be taken away from her. y/n loved her mother, even though she got abused almost whenever she had gotten into contact with her mom.
y/n sniffled quietly and wiped her face on her sleeve, not caring about her sweatshirt at the moment. she placed her hand on the doorknob and suddenly felt as if she couldn't move, or she didn't want to move. lifting her eyes from the floor, she noticed the handprint that was peeking out from her sleeve and gasped quietly when she realized that her friends might've noticed the bruise.
oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. she was pissed at herself and fell on the ground, tears running down her cheeks. her chest was rising up and down quickly and her breath started to get heavy. the only thing she could hear at the moment were her thoughts as tears kept wanting to fall from her eyes.
a small knock at the door made y/n snap out of her thoughts. briskly, she made sure the door was locked and made a hm noise to see who was knocking. "hey, baby?" kio questioned, putting his weight on each foot, unsure about why she was in the bathroom for so long. "are you okay? you've been in there for a while."
"y-yeah," y/n squeaked and wiped her tears away, glad she wasn't wearing any mascara. "i-i just have a stomach ache, sorry."
kio tried to turn the doorknob, quickly noticing the door was locked. "why's the door locked, y/n? is something going on that i don't know about, sweetheart?"
"what? no! of course n-not! if something was happening i would've told you," y/n assured, trying to sound fine. but, her boyfriend knew something was wrong because he knew whenever she lied.
"just open the door, darling," he whispered. "i wanna help you with whatever's going on."
grudgingly, y/n placed her fingertips on the lock and sniffled down a small sob. slowly, she unlocked the door and fell back on the toilet. kio opened the door, revealing his saddened girlfriend— his heart broke at the sight of her. like every other boyfriend, he loathed seeing the love of his life in a sad mood.
"baby..." he went on his knees in front of her, his hands immediately connecting to her thighs. "why're you crying?" he wiped her tears away with his thumb and placed a soft kiss on the inside of her thigh.
"there's something... don't be... don't be mad at me, all right, pretty boy?"
"never, i could never be mad at you, baby."
y/n fiddled with her fingers for a minute, trying to form a sentence and tell him. her vision was blurred with water for a minute before placing her hand on his, running her thumb over his knuckles. "my mom... i-i don't know how to say it," she mumbled.
kio furrowed his brows, "take your time. don't rush."
she nodded. "you know— i-it'd just be better... if i just..." regretting all ready, she lifted her sleeves, revealingly the bruises and cuts along her forearms. his mouth fell agape as tears swelled in his eyes, he pulled his girlfriend into his grasp and tightened his arms around her small waist.
"i'm so sorry this happened to you, baby," he said quietly, circling his thumb on her lower back. "is there anything i could do to help? do you wanna move in with me? we could find an apartment and let our fans figure everything out by themselves, we don't have to tell them. we could go get frozen yogurt if you want and go to the beach. what do you wanna do?"
she laughed a little and ran her fingers through his hair, moving back a bit to get a full view of his face. she caressed his cheek and jawline, her stomach filling with butterflies from how sweet he was. from that moment, she knew she couldn't keep secrets from him anymore.
"can we just cuddle and order frozen yogurt, kc?" she murmured.
"of course."
