*Negative Sexual Trigger Warning*

Everything hurts.

From the bruises around his body, to the cuts that are bandaged up and the faint stinging of the burns from his wrists, it all hurts.

And not to mention the unbearable pain between his legs. It feels like a hot iron is being jerks constantly inside his anus, and that feeling alone is what made him stir slightly from his unconscious state.

And eventually he fluttered his eyes open.

At first he sees everything is dark. For second he was confused but then a sense of paranoia struck him, along with those brutal memories.

Instantly Jungkook tried to sit up to run away from this darkness he's surrounded by, until he realized he couldn't move, his body is in so much pain and he still feels the chains wrapped around him securely.

So he cries silently.

Cries for being so weak. For his fuzzy mind playing these devious tricks on him. For not being able to move. For the emotional and physical pain he's in right now.

Everything hurts.

He can still smell the fresh blood on his skin and hear the pitiful laughs and dark words from around him.

Make it stop.

Make it stop!

"Jungkookie?"

The sound of a voice alone made Jungkook only squeezes his eyes shut, his body vibrating at an insane rate as he lets out a horrid scream when he senses footsteps closing in on him.

"Stay away! I promise I won't be so loud! Please just no more-"

A delicate hand on his only made him scream louder and he yanks his hand from the others, cradling it against his chest as if the man burned him with a hot iron.

"Jungkook, o-open your eyes s-sweetie. I-It's Taehyung."

Jungkook suddenly snapped his eyes open. His surroundings shift from once being his dark cell to now in a dim lit room. He's not chained up; he's on a bed, wrapped up in layers of blankets. He moves his eyes around the unfamiliar room with cafe colored walls and no posters or anything hanged up against the wall, before his eyes landed to the man leaning in front of him.

The close man in front of him.

Jungkook shrieks and immediately shuffled to the opposite side of the bed, tears beaming his eyes and his hands hugs his bruised body.

The wavy hair on the man looks unkept and tousles loosely to his forehead. His wide puppy brown eyes stares at Jungkook with a deep frown on his lips to Jungkook's fearful state.

A beautiful human being.

A familiar human being.

"Get out," Jungkook heaves, squeezing his eyes shut with a painful sob threatening to escape his lips.

He needs to be alone.

He can't be anywhere near a human body or feel touched.

He feels disgusting.

"B-But Jungkook..... I'm-"

"I SAID GET OUT!" Jungkook screams, the horror behind his eyes only intensifying and the memories grows at a faster rate in his head, his heart thumping quickly against his chest in complete despair.

Taehyung only looks at Jungkook, giving him a pleading look with teary eyes but Jungkook shuts him out by closing his eyes, wobbling his lips but bites it back with his teeth. Only causing a painful whine to escape his lips by how much that alone hurts.

Without another word, the beautiful human leaves the room and quietly closes the door behind him, leaving Jungkook to painfully sob against his pillow.

Everything hurts.

Why does everything hurt?

Jungkook raises a hand in the midst of his crying to noticed a gauze wrapped around his wrist, the painful cuffs sliced his memory of the burning sensation they would leave whenever he would misbehaved or try to fight himself free from the cell.

Then his eyes falls to the makeshift ring on his finger, remembering how the intensifying burn of the cuffs only felt worsened because of the golden bolt engraved on his ring finger.

Hesitantly he wrapped his other fingers around the bolt and tries to take it off.

It wouldn't come off.

A painful whimper escapes his lips and he tried to pull it off with his teeth, scratching it with his fingernails but it wouldn't come off. The bolt was a too much of a perfect size fit for him that it would be difficult to remove alone, not only that but after the tremendous electric shocks it probably melted the skin under it as well.

"Fuck!" He cries and clutches the ring fingered hand to his heart, sobbing painfully to the thought of taking it off.

He doesn't know why, but it hurts emotionally and he knows there was a reason he didn't take it off the first time they electrocuted him.

Eventually, he fell asleep with the painful memories and dark whispers circulating his mind, all the while clutching to the ring, as if it was the clarity to his confused mind.

The clarity of a light he couldn't remember.

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A/N: 

I'll mention it again, in relations to the torture and flashbacks scenes will be heavily edited or removed. The original version will be on AO3.

Instructions on how to look for the story:

*Go to Google.

*Type 'The Nerds AO3'

*It should appear 'The Nerds - Chapter 1 - Masquerade16' click on that.

I would add the link, but it doesn't let me, and I believe it has to do with the age restriction AO3 has.

Read at your own risk.

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