Yoongi was completely frozen, Hoseoks' face was completly red from blushing, and Lisa was shocked, yet she was laughing. "I have the ultimate hip power!" She laughed. Hoseok instantly got off of Yoongi, and stood up. "Yeah, you knocked me over onto Yoongi!" He looked at Lisa, and started to laugh as well. "I'm gonna change and go to sleep." Yoongi told them as he stood up. "Me too. See you guys in the morning!" Lisa smiled at them both, and went to her room. "Good night, Yoongi!" Hoseok smiled at him before leaving. As soon as they both left, Yoongi shut his door, and locked it. He sat down on the floor, relaxed himself against the door, put his head in his hands, and cried.

Yoongi cried for hours, and didn't sleep at all. The whole night, he switched from crying, to laying on the floor and hating himself, then back to crying. He didn't change out of his clothes, lay on his bed, or unpack anything. He sat against his door the entire night, and the anger in himself kept him awake.

Once he saw the sunlight beginning to beam into his room, he realized it was 6 in the morning. The farthest he went in his room, was to charge his phone, and grab his backpack. He held it against his chest, and stared at the wall. 'How could I do this to myself.' was all he thought.

"Yoongi? Are you awake?" Lisa asked, gently knocking on his door. She knocked again when he didn't answer.  "Why did you lock your door?" She questioned. "Is he up?" Hoseoks' voice was heard. "I don't know, he locked his door." Lisa sighed. "Then he's probably changing. My mom's probably making breakfast. Come on!" Hoseok led Lisa down stairs to the kitchen. Hesitantly, Yoongi stood up, and changed into a black t-shirt and jeans. He took a deep breath before going down stairs.

"Good morning, Yoongi! Hope you like waffles." Sarah smiled at him as she set a plate of waffles at the table. "Did you sleep at all? You look terrible." Hoseok looked in his eyes worriedly. "Yeah, you look exhausted." Lisa agreed. "No, I slept all night. Best sleep ever." Yoongi fake laughed. "I'll go take a shower first." He nodded at them as he went back upstairs, and took a shower. "I haven't had waffles in forever." Lisa laughed, sitting next to Nikko at the table.

Yoongi figured out how to work the shower, and looked at himself in the mirror. "I really do look terrible." He laughed to himself. He slipped his shirt off, turned around, and looked at his back in the mirror. His whole back was now a slight purple, and bruises covered his shoulders. Yoongi sighed sadly as he looked at the rest of himself in the mirror. "No wonder mom and dad hurt me. I look like a potato." He ran his hand over his stomach, feeling just the slightest bit of fat. He was slim, but not as slim as he wanted to be. "Whatever." He told himself as he stepped into the shower.

About half an hour later, Yoongi walked back downstairs to have breakfast. "We should leave at 7." Hoseok suggested, finishing his waffles. "What are we supposed to do for 45 minutes?" Lisa asked, rinsing her plate off in the sink. "Make sure we're ready. Like check our  homework, then maybe have a dance party." Hoseok laughed. "That sounds like fun." Yoongi laughed, sitting across from Hoseok. "But I don't want to be late." He added. "We won't be late." Hoseok reassured him. "I'll see you guys later." Yoongi told them as he headed towards the door.

"You're not gonna eat your breakfast?" Sarah asked him. "I'll have it for dinner." Yoongi smiled at her as he left. "He doesn't like to be late." Lisa told them. "No one does." Nikko laughed.

Yoongi walked to school by himself, thinking of ways to escape whatever he was stuck in. He kept telling himself he was straight, and that he would be okay. His mind thought those things, but his eyes said other things. They said he was fat and overweight, and ugly. They said Hoseok was a work of art, and his heart was too fragile to break. Yoongi didn't know what feelings he had for him, but he knew he couldn't have any. No feelings towards anybody was his only rule.

The closer he got to school, the more he wanted to hate Hoseok for what he did. He fought someone stronger than anyone in the school, and he took a punch to the face. He lied for him, and now he was stuck with Hoseok every single day for the next 2 months.

"Where's Lisa?" The secretary asked as she opened the front door for him. "I left before her. I wanted to walk to school alone today." Yoongi told her. "You okay?" She asked, looking at him with concern. "Yep. I'm good." He lied. "Okay then. See you tomorrow morning then." She smiled, rubbing his shoulder. Yoongi winced in pain, trying not to make a reason to stay there any longer. The secretary calmly walked back to the office, and Yoongi headed to his homeroom.

As he was putting in his locker combination, he was shoved to the ground. Yoongi looked up, and was faced with an angry Jimin. "Where's Hoseok?" Jimin asked in a deep voice. "I don't know. Get out of my way." Yoongi told him, standing back up. Jimin shoved him against the locker, causing Yoongi to scream in pain. "Where is Jung Hoseok?" He repeated, demanding an answer. "I-I don't f*cking know!" Yoongi yelled in his face. "I'm only asking one more time, Min Yoongi. Where. Is. Hoseok?" Jimin  questioned, getting closer to his face. They were so close, if one were to move, they would kiss. "I don't know, Jimin." Yoongi repeated, staring into his eyes.

Without hesitation, Jimin grabbed Yoongi by his shirt, and slammed him against the locker again. Tears began to form in Yoongis' eyes as he screamed out in pain. "Where's Hoseok?!" Jimin yelled in his face. "H-he's not at s-school yet, b*tch." Yoongi studdered out. "Then your gonna-" "Park Jimin!" One of the teachers yelled his name. Jimin let go of Yoongi, and turned towards the teacher. "Yes ma'am?" He asked innocently. "Go to the office! Now!" The teacher pointed tonwards the office hallway. Jimin scoffed as he dragged himself to the office.

Yoongi was crying out of pain and fear against his locker, and hid his face from the teacher. "Yoongi, what happened?" The teacher asked him softly. "N-nothing." He slightly studdered. "Did he hurt you?" She sighed. "No." Yoongi responded firmly. "Then why are you-" "I-I hurt m-myself. N-no one hurts m-me." Yoongi interrupted her. "Come on." She put her hand on his shoulder to guide him to the guidance councilors office. "Stop!" Yoongi screamed at her as he cried more, jumping away from her. "Yoongi, I'm taking you to the guidance-" "D-dont touch m-me!" He yelled, holding his shoulder. "Okay. I won't. Just come with me." She softly advised him. "N-no one c-can k-know." Yoongi mumbled, protecting himself from the teacher. "Know what?" She asked curiously. "K-know what he's d-done to m-me." Yoongi stammered out as he began to shake, thinking of Hoseok.

The teacher instantly thought Jimin must've done something sexual to him, and was alarmed. "I'll be right back, Yoongi." She told him quickly, speed-walking the office. A few minutes later, she came back with the guidance counselor, and the principal. "Come with me, Yoongi. I just want to talk." The principal advised him, seeing him holding his head in his hands. "N-nothing's w-wrong." He studdered as he stood up, and opened his locker. "Yoongi, you're not in trouble." The guidance councilor assured him. As Yoongi sat down on his knees to get his things, his shirt raised up a bit, and they saw the purple marks. The teacher looked at the principal before slowly walking up behind Yoongi. "Yoongi, what happened to your back?" She asked. Instantly, Yoongi shot up, and pulled his shirt down. "N-nothing." He looked  at all of them. He pushed himself against the locker to get away from his teacher, but whimpered from the sharp pain. He felt trapped once 2 police officers came up behind the principal. Because he felt interrogated, he agreed to follow them.

The principal led him into the guidance councilors office, and he was told to stay. The principal locked the door, which scared Yoongi even more. "Could you please pull your shirt up?" One of the officers asked him. They could all see him freeze and tense up. "I don't want to." He told them as his hands started shaking. "Yoongi, it's okay. We're only here to help you. Please, let us see your back." The principal spoke softly. "I d-don't want to." Yoongi refused. "Okay then. Tell us what Jimin did to you." The councilor looked at him sincerely. "He d-didn't do a-anything to m-me." Yoongi told them, beginning to cry. "He's not here to hurt you, and neither one of you will get in trouble. Just tell us-" "No! N-no one did a-anything!" Yoongi interrupted the police officer.

"Then why were you crying-" "He j-just pushed m-me against my l-locker, a-and it just h-hurt!" He explained as a tear fell down his cheek. "Yoongi, what did Jimin-" "Fine! Jimin did nothing, because it was my dad!" Yoongi yelled at them as he pulled his shirt up, and showed them his back. The second officer began writing things down, and everyone was silent. "N-now will y-you shut up about J-Jimin, and l-let me g-go?" Yoongi asked as he pulled his shirt back down, and turned around to face them.

"When did this happen?" The second officer asked. "3 days a-ago. H-he's already in j-jail for drunk d-driving, so can I g-go now?" Yoongi responded, looking towards the door. "Yes, Yoongi. Go back to-" Yoongi cut off the principal as he ran out of the room, and went back to his hallway.

Throughout the whole day, Yoongi noticed his teachers looking at him sadly. He continued to fall asleep during class, because he didn't sleep at all last night. Once he walked to his spot to meet Lisa and Hoseok, he saw Lisa looking at him upset. "Why did you tell them?!" She practically yelled at him. "Tell who what?" Yoongi asked, confused. "You told the councilor and the principal about mom and dad!" Lisa told him. "How-" "They pulled me out of 2nd class, and questioned me if I was being abused too! And they pulled Hoseok out of 4th to see if he knew anything! Why did you tell them?!" She screamed angrily at him.

"Lisa-" Lisa turned away from him, and began walking back to Hoseoks' house. "Why didn't you tell me anything?" Hoseok asked him sadly. "You don't need to know everything about me, Hoseok. I don't want you to help me." Yoongi told him. "Well, I'm not giving up on you, so-" "Well, please learn to. I don't need or want anyone's help." Yoongi interrupted him as he started walking.

"You know I didn't mean to kiss you yesterday, right? It was an accident." Hoseok told him, walking next to him. "I don't care." Yoongi spoke in an annoyed tone, looking at the ground. "Well, just know it was an accident" Hoseok informed him. "I don't care if it was an accident or not. Showing me that you care or worry about me only makes me feel worse." Yoongi told him. "Okay." Hoseok slightly blushed. Their walk home was awkwardly silent, but both were lost in thought to notice.

"What's wrong with Lisa?" Sarah asked them as they entered the house. "Rough day at school." Yoongi lied. "Oh. How was your day at school?" Sarah asked them both. "Hectic. Teachers gave me so much homework, it's insane." Yoongi lied. "Sucks to suck." Hoseok laughed. "At least I don't get in fights for people I barely know." Yoongi snapped at him.

He realized what he just said, and saw his shocked expression. Sarah and Nikko looked at each other for a moment, then looked back at Hoseok and Yoongi. "I'll do my homework now." Yoongi mumbled slightly as he went upstairs to his room. "Don't worry, Hoseok. He's just trying to get used to things." Sarah smiled at him as she continued working.

"I know. I'm gonna get started on my homework too." Hoseok smiled happily at them before going upstairs. As he came across Yoongis' room, he heard him crying. He paused for a minute, making sure he wasn't hearing things. He know he should give Yoongi space, but he tried opening the door. He internally cursed at himself when he found out it was locked. "Yoongi, are you alright?" Hoseok asked softly.

"Y-yeah, I'm d-doing my homework!" Yoongi lied. "Can I see what you're-" "Really f-focused right now!" Yoongi interrupted him. Hoseok knew he was lying, but decided to go back to his room to start his shool work. A few hours later, Hoseoks' mom called them down for dinner. Yoongi buried his pocket knife back into his bag, and ran to the bathroom to clean off his arm again. "F*ck, f*ck, f*ck!" He cursed at himself. "F*ck I did it again!" He whisper-yelled to himself, rinsing the blood off his arm. "Ow, sh*t." Yoongi cursed under his breath.

"You comin'?" Hoseok asked as he opened the bathroom door more. Yoongi jumped, and tried to hide his arm before Hoseok could see anything. "Yoongi, was that-" "No." Yoongi interrupted him, hiding his arm. Hoseok looked him in his eyes, and grabbed his arm. "Ow!" Yoongi winced in pain. Hoseok turned his arm over, and saw the 3 deep lines down his arm. "Yoongi-" "It's nothing, let go." Yoongi tried pulling his arm away, but Hoseok held on. "Yoongi, why are you cutting?" Hoseok asked, tearing up. "I'm not suicidal, Hoseok. Let go." Yoongi repeated. "I know what suicide looks like, Yoongi. Talk to me." Hoseok begged, closing the door. "Let me go." Yoongi whined, trying to get Hoseoks' grip off. "Not until you tell me why." Hoseok looked deeply into his eyes.

"Because your voice keeps repeating in my head, and I don't want a close relationship with you, but I can't push you away, because I'm not that strong. So please can you let me go?" Yoongi explained. "Why-" "I don't want anyone to care or pay attention to me, or give me any type of affection, because they always just leave, or take advantage of me. Now let me go, Hoseok." Yoongi cut him off. "I-" "Let me go." Yoongi repeated. "Yoongi-" "Let me go!" Yoongi freed his arm from Hoseok, and ran out of the bathroom.

"I was thinking you guys were asleep." Sarah laughed, seeing Yoongi. "Nope. Just busy with school work, that's all." Yoongi lied, sitting next to Lisa at the table. Hoseok came down stairs, and sat next to his step-dad. "Did you still want your waffles, Yoongi?" Sarah questioned him. "Um, I'm good." Yoongi responded. "Okay, because I made steak." Sarah smiled happily, serving dinner. "Yay!" Lisa celebrated.

"Um, I hope you didn't mind, but I had a hot pocket earlier, so I'm not really hungry." Yoongi mumbled. "Oh, that's okay." Sarah smiled at him. After dinner, Yoongi went to bed early, while the others played Monopoly. Yoongi was furious at himself for telling Hoseok what he had told him. He cried himself to sleep once again that night, and cuddled himself tightly.

Hoseok woke up the morning, and Yoongi and Lisa had already left. Hoseok said good bye to his mom and step-dad, and happily walked himself to school. "Did Yoongi and Lisa already come in?" Hoseok asked the secretary as he entered the school building. "Yes." She smiled at him. "Also, the guidance counselor wants to speak to you." She added, walking back to the office.

Hoseok traveled down he hall to the guidance councilors' office. He knocked on the door, and was let in. "The secretary told me you wanted to speak to me?" Hoseok sat down in the chair, and was confused when the councilor locked the door. "Yes. I don't want you to tell anyone about our little conversation, alright?" He smirked, sitting next to Hoseok. "Um, alright. Is everything okay?" Hoseok agreed. "Yeah, you're alright. You just can't tell anyone about this." He smirked, placing his hand near Hoseoks' thigh.

Hoseok started internally panicking, thinking something else was going to happen. "Okay, what do you-" Hoseok cut himself off when the councilor placed his hand on his inner thigh. "Um, what are you-" "Be quiet, baby boy." The councilor interrupted him, massaging his thigh. "Please don't call me that." Hoseok told him shakingly. "Just be quiet." He told him. Hoseoks' hands began to shake as the councilor pinned him to the wall. "Hey, let go-" Hoseok froze when the councilor ran his hand over his dick. "G-get off." Hoseok tried to push him away, but he only continued, and began pulling Hoseoks' black jeans down.

"Stop!" Hoseok yelled at him, shoving his hands away. "Baby, it's alright. Just calm down and relax." The councilor whispered in his ear as he kissed his neck. "No, get off!" Hoseok tried escaping, but the councilor pushed him completely against the wall, and started palming him through his jeans. "S-stop!" Hoseok yelled as tears started to form in his eyes. "Calm down, baby. I know you're gay, and you'll love this. Trust me, and relax." The councilor told him seductively, slightly biting Hoseoks' neck.

Panic and fear filled his whole body, and he began trembling. "N-No I won't! G-get off of-" The councilor cut him off by placing his other hand over Hoseoks' mouth. He pulled his jeans down to Hoseoks' knees, and slipped his hand into his boxers. Hoseok screamed for him to stop, but he began pumping his length. Hoseok bit his lip, but kicked the councilor in his ankle as hard as he could. The councilor started choking him, and pulled Hoseoks' boxers down to his jeans.

He sucked on one of his fingers, and coated it with his saliva. "GET OFF!" Hoseok screamed, kicking him again. The guidance councilor didn't seem to be the least bit bothered, and inserted his finger into Hoseok.

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