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House Of Cards

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It was in a flash that it all started. In a flash that the Yoongi you knew disappeared completely.

*Warning : Domestic abuse, implied Non-con/rape, and violence. Just general triggers that if you feel uncomfortable with don’t read this. If I decide to turn this into a serie then this is your warning because I’ll be touching on darker themes. 

Originally posted by minpuffs

You had a picture perfect life. Or at least that’s what you thought. The joy and happiness of loving and being loved.

Yoongi was not the best at showing it but you knew that deep down he was kind that somewhere, under all that hardcover, there was a decent human being. Maybe it was rushed to move on together after only dating for 8 months but you were happy, happier than ever before in your life. And you only had him.

However, as he towered over you, you couldn’t see it in his eyes anymore. There wasn’t a drop of love in his gaze anymore. It hurt, the first hit, it was painful. But nothing ached more than your pride. The second one wasn’t as painful as it was bruising since your mind had already disconnected from whatever was happening.

You tried to get away, stop him, but he only gripped harder and pushed you around easier. He would always win in this. You were, no matter how hard you tried to deny it, weaker than he is.

It had all started in a flash but the rest was a blurry mess. The trigger had been the day he decided to visit you at the coffee shop you used to work at. He sat there with his computer and large headphones  on watching over you move from table to table with a large smile every time you met his glances. Which at one point he mirrored.  

“ Is that your boyfriend ?” Your boss asked as he pointed at Yoongi. Namjoon co-owned the small café with his ‘bestfriend’ Seokjin. While the elder, Seokjin, took care of the kitchen and the pastries while Namjoon was in charge of anything planning wise. You started working here long before you met Yoongi, it paid well and they were all some of the nicest people you came to know. You just nodded shyly smiling back at him.

“ Ask Hyung to make him something sweet ”  He put his hand on your shoulder and laughed at your expression “ It’s not everyday that we get to have your special someone here ”. Namjoon couldn’t deny the sting in his chest as he said those words.

Yoongi had been watching that as well.

“ Is that why you’re so cheerful about going to work ?” He growled at you as soon as you stepped into your shared apartment. You knew something was wrong since he hadn’t spoken a word on the way back. Which only meant he had something on his mind that was bothering him.

“ What do you mean ?” You kicked off your shoes, oblivious to the storm that had been going on inside of him.

“ I saw you flirting with the blond ” Yoongi’s voice grew more violent, louder, as if his point will get through by yelling.

“ Don’t be silly, Yoongi, he’s my boss ” You made your way towards the kitchen to get a glass of water.

“ So you’re telling me you weren’t wagging your tail at him like a slut back there ?” He followed right behind.

“ Yoongi!” You flinched when he gripped your wrist turning you around and pushing you against the kitchen counter. The blow making your waist feel like it momentarily shattered.

“ Why ? Does it hurt ?”

“ Don’t call me that ” You hated that it came out as a whimper. You shouldn’t sound weak.

“ A slut ?” Yoongi smirked “ But that’s just what you looked like. God knows what you do behind my back”. You knew that Yoongi’s ex had cheated on him multiple times, which was why you excused his obsessive jealousy most of the time. But he had never laid his hand on you before.

However, when you pushed him off you, unable to take the counter digging into your back like a knife, he pushed back harder. It became like that, you would push away a step and he would shove back double.

Yoongi took back that step and his hand landed full force on your cheek, sending you immediately to the ground. You were taken aback, scared, but more than everything in pain. Not only physically.

“ It’s not like I’m sleeping with the guy!” and maybe that was the last straw in his patience. Maybe it was your fault, you thought. If you hadn’t cut off that last string, all of this wouldn’t have happened.

“ Maybe you need a reminder ” He pulled you up to your feet again, cupping your chin with one hand and pulling your face again “ Of who you belong to ”. Your tears fell onto his hand as he clashed your mouths together on yours so hard your teeth felt out of place.

It was in a flash that it all started. In a flash that the Yoongi you knew disappeared completely.

When you refused to kiss back, he pressed harder. Hit harder until you finally gave away.

You woke up the next day on the cold ground of the kitchen floor, every single bone in your body screaming in pain, protesting against your every movement. Standing up didn’t feel like the right thing to try, a bolt of pain jolted through your spine sending back to the ground. The only comfort you had was your tears so you cried. For what felt like hours.

In the end, you couldn’t just stay there and got up to shower on shaky legs. You tried to block it, block every image from appearing in front of your eyes as you washed off the dried up blood and cum from between your legs and back. As you tried not to worsen the bruises on your wrists and sides by touching them. You let the water stream down uninterrupted.

You didn’t want to confront it. You didn’t want to blame him. So, you blamed yourself.

“ Y/N !” Slut Jin called again snapping his fingers in front of you. You were startled back with a soft whimper as you body protested at the sudden movement. Your heart clenching painfully.

“ I’m sorry, did I scare you ?”

“ No-no, not at all. I was just … ” You nervously pulled down your sleeves afraid he would see. Not Seokjin. “ thinking ”

“ I asked you if you were alright ” He looked at you with concern and clear worry “ You look a bit pale”

“ I’m just a bit tired ” You feigned a smile feeling the inside of your mouth burn where you bit too hard to keep your mind off … Yoongi “ I’ll get back to work ”

“ Yeah, sure. You could go home if you want ” Seokjin looked around the space, there weren’t many clients there “ I’ll tell Jimin to come out instead ”

“ No !” You spoke more violently than you had intended “ I-I can work ”. Jin’s eyebrows furrowed but you didn’t want to go home yet. “ I’m really okay ” you repeated, to yourself mostly.

You walked away hoping and praying to a god you never really believed in that your legs wouldn’t give out and hold you up until you were clear more his sight.

Jin was suspicious of your behavior, since you would usually be a bright laughing mess, only coming second after Hoseok. Not this gloomy and actual mess. He ended up voicing his concern to Namjoon who came later that day. Having forgotten where he put his car keys and spent three hours looking for them, when they were in his pockets all along. Namjoon suggested they wait and see, not to rush into any conclusions, maybe it was just not your day. Seokjin, after long persuasion, agreed as well.

You went home unnoticed and collapsed on the bed, letting your every muscle relax from all the strain you had to make them go through. Laying on your back, you stared at the ceiling. The lights from the outside flickering into different shadows that kept you company until you fell asleep.

Only to be awakened when you felt a body crawl next to you and Yoongi hugged you.

“ I’m sorry I lost control yesterday ” He spoke so quietly you almost didn’t hear him “ I have no excuse. I shouldn’t have overreacted like that ”. Yoongi hugged you tightly.

“ Yoongi ” You pushed him away slightly to relieve the pressure “ It hurts”

“ I know, baby. I’m sorry. You know I love you ” He kissed your forehead “ I’m nothing without you ”. And just like that the repetitive cycle of hating then loving him all over again started.

Let me know what you guys think of it. Should I continue it ?