Kim Namjoon and Min Yoongi have shifted to a new city and are trying to take up a new lifestyle. With all dangerous things that has happened to them in the past, they can't help but stay on guard. Never could the two have predicted that Yoongi, who never had interest in a single soul in his life and could swear he was going to die alone, would fall hard for a florist by one, simple look at such a point in his life.
It was going to change things for sure, but was it for the good?
(Includes gore, violence, sensitive topics, sexual relationships, manipulation, mental disorders, and obvious kinks)
-!DISCONTINUED!-
"I'm numb to everything. Everything is red. It wasn't always like this, everything was once bright and colourful. Now though, its.." Yoongi froze, the words he wished to speak drained from his mind.
"Its okay Yoongi" The handsome male that sat in the chair in front of him spoke out after writing notes down. "You said you had an abusive boyfriend..? Could you tell me how that started and what happened?" The man said as he crossed his legs.
Yoongi started to shake.
*SLOW UPDATES UNFORTUNATELY*
|INFO|
This is a Hoseok x Yoongi Fanfiction! Bottom Yoongi and Top Hoseok.
THIS IS ANGST!
Warnings!
+self-harm
+suicidal thoughts
+Rape
+Abuse
+Minor relationship
+Depression
+Cutting
+SENSITIVE SUBJECTS
+ANGST
+Smut (not anytime soon) EDIT (Caught in a LIE BITCH its not consensual smut tho..)
!!!DO NOT REPORT!!!
This story is purely a work of FICTION! If any of the subjects trigger you please DON'T READ!