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Trigger Warning: Rape
Dear Diary,
Someone knows the truth.
"Why do you think it's okay for you to keep leaving work early?!" Hoseok yelled as he smacked Yoongi's head."How do you expect to make enough money to cover your part of the bills?!" He smacked Yoongi's head again, unrelenting."You're so fucking useless! You don't clean! You keep leaving work early! What the hell do you even contribute besides your ass?!"
Yoongi opened his mouth to speak but ended up letting out a cry when his hair was gripped and tugged downward, forcing him to his knees."I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Seokie!" Tears blurred his vision as Hoseok started tugging his hair back and forth, forcing his head to be jerked from side to side. He cried in pain but knew better than to try to stop Hoseok.
"I bet I'm not the only person who's gotten your ass lately! I bet you've been a little slut!" Hoseok was angry, fuming about Yoongi's newest diary entry."If you're going to sleep around, at least get paid for it, you whore!"
"I'm not!" Yoongi protested as tears streamed down his cheeks."I'm only yours, Seokie! I promise!"
"Prove it!" Hoseok finally released Yoongi's hair."I'm going to count to thirty! You better be in bed and ready for me by the time I reach thirty! Do you understand?!" When Yoongi nodded, Hoseok started counting."One! Two!" He was somewhat pleased when Yoongi scrambled away to the bedroom."Three!"
Yoongi couldn't even think about how bad his head was hurting from all the smacking and hair-pulling. He was too scared, terrified of how rough Hoseok was most likely going to be. He hastily stripped off his clothes as he could hear his boyfriend's angry counting. He didn't want this. He didn't want Hoseok to even touch him. He wished he could hide and wait until Hoseok calmed down, but he couldn't.
"You better be ready for me!" Hoseok marched his way to the bedroom and smirked when he saw Yoongi sitting naked on the bed, face red and cheeks stained with tears. Stepping over to the bed, he unzipped his pants and freed his dick."Open up, slut." he commanded. As soon as Yoongi opened his mouth, Hoseok gripped his boyfriend's hair and shoved his dick into his mouth, all the way to the hilt.
It became near-impossible for Yoongi to breathe as Hoseok began thrusting into his mouth, the roughest he'd ever been. Yoongi didn't know what made Hoseok so angry today. If he knew, he would have done anything to prevent it. Moving his hands up without thinking, Yoongi tried to grab Hoseok's hips, desperate for air, but his hands were smacked away.
Hoseok didn't abuse Yoongi's mouth for long. He pulled out and slapped his boyfriend's cheek with such harshness."Hands and knees. Now."
Yoongi's eyes widened."But, Seokie, I'm not prepped!" he pleaded."I need--"
Grabbing Yoongi's face tightly, Hoseok hardened his gaze."You had thirty seconds to get ready. You should have prepped yourself with haste. Now you'll have to do without. Turn over."
Hoseok's tone terrified Yoongi. It was the most menacing it had ever sounded. Turning over onto his hands and knees, Yoongi squeezed his eyes shut and braced for pain.
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When the alarm clock went off that night, Hoseok grabbed the alarm and turned it off. Rolling over to face Yoongi, he snuggled against his boyfriend's back."You took your punishment so well earlier, Yoongi-baby." he said with the most sickingly-sweet tone he could produce."I'll let you stay home tonight. I'll even tell the manager that you're sick." He pressed a kiss to the back of Yoongi's shoulder.
Despite being quiet, Yoongi was awake. He hadn't slept at all. He'd only been able to lie here in silence as Hoseok cuddled on him after today's...event. He was tired and in so much pain.
As he ghosted a trail of soft kisses along Yoongi's shoulder and up the side of his neck, Hoseok slipped an arm around his slender waist."You're only mine. No one else can have you." He nuzzled into Yoongi's hair for a couple seconds before pulling away."I'm loyal to you and give you everything you need. Where's the gratitude?" he huffed.
With a gulp, Yoongi knew he needed to speak."Thank you, Seokie." he croaked out, throat sore and voice hoarse.
"Aw, you're welcome, Hyung." Getting off the bed, Hoseok fetched clean clothes from the closet and headed out of the bedroom. He needed to take a shower and get ready for work. After having such a fun time with Yoongi today, he was in a rather good mood.
As soon as he was left alone, Yoongi broke down into muffled sobs. He felt like he should have known this was coming. Hoseok had proven before that he didn't care about Yoongi's comfort or consent. This was the logical next step in how bad things could get, wasn't it? Lying here with the blanket bundled around his sore body, Yoongi did his best to calm down. He couldn't let Hoseok hear him cry right now, not while his boyfriend's mood was doing better. Gripping the blanket in his hands, Yoongi pressed it to his face to muffle his aching sobs. He thought about Namjoon, the one who promised to help him.
Hoseok didn't go to the bedroom again as he got ready for work. Though he was in a good mood, he still was thinking about Yoongi's diary entry. Who knew the truth? Who had Yoongi told? Who believed him? He knew Yoongi wouldn't write it if it wasn't true. He had suspicions that it might be Namjoon because he was the only one who didn't participate in harassing Yoongi, but he had no proof. Besides, it was also known that Namjoon just preferred to stay out of drama of any sort. It could easily be someone else.
Once he was ready to leave, Hoseok left the house and locked the front door before walking on his way to work. He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jacket and hummed a quiet tune to himself. What should he tell his friends about Yoongi not being at work today? Should he just stick to the lie of Yoongi being sick? Or should he tell his friends something worse? Hoseok had to resist the wicked smile that tried to overtake his lips. He couldn't show his cruel side in public, just in case someone he knew saw him. Sometimes he wished he could be openly cruel. Hurting others was fun. However, he also enjoyed pretending to be a victim. It was amusing for him to see how much his friends would believe and what they would do if they thought they were protecting him.
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Namjoon was certainly concerned when he noticed that Yoongi wasn't at work tonight. He had heard Hoseok say that Yoongi was sick and knew that had to be a lie. Though it was possible for Yoongi to be sick, Namjoon just couldn't believe it from Hoseok's mouth."Do you think he has that stomach bug that's been going around lately?" Namjoon asked Hoseok near time for their first break of the shift.
"Maybe. He was complaining of a headache and stomachache." Hoseok found it to be quite easy to lie about anything and everything. He was a practiced liar.
"I think I might be getting it too. I've been feeling a little sick for the past couple days." Namjoon could often get away with lying too. He would just feel guilty about it. He didn't feel bad about lying to Hoseok though. Why should he?
Hoseok took a single step away from Namjoon and chuckled."If you think you're getting that stomach bug, why are you here? You could pass it to everyone else."
"Yeah, I know. Money's just been tight. But you know what? You're right." Namjoon sighed and used a hand to rub his face a little, faking exhaustion."Maybe I should head on home. I don't feel up to being here tonight. I just came for the pay."
"You should let Manager Choi know that you need to go home." Hoseok suggested, faking care.
With a nod, Namjoon started to walk away, but he stopped to say one more thing back to Hoseok."You know, she said it's okay for us to call her Sooyoung-noona."
"I know. It just feels weird because she's our manager." Watching Namjoon walk away, Hoseok got back to his tasks.
Namjoon made his way to the manager's office and knocked on the open door."Sooyoung-noona, I'm gonna head on home." he said with an audible pout in his tone."I don't feel well. I think I might be coming down with something."
Since it wasn't typical for Namjoon to leave early, Sooyoung was concerned."Are you going to be alright heading home by yourself? I can ask another employee to give you a ride. They'll be paid a little extra to cover the gas."
"That won't be necessary." Namjoon declined."I'll be okay. I just need to get home and rest."
"Okay. Take care of yourself. Take medicine if you need it."
"I will." Namjoon knew Sooyoung was concerned, but he really needed to leave. He wasn't really sick; he actually had a much more important reason to leave work early. Namjoon wanted to check on Yoongi. He had to make sure he was okay.
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