I open my eyes slowly, yawning. When I look up I see Hobi, my god he looks so cute sleeping. I giggle to myself. Oh god, the others, aish. They are gonna attack us. They are gonna kill us, we sined. Oh well, right now, I don't give two shits. I realize I've been staring at him a while, when I hear his morning voice.

"Hey Suga." He says, then he freaks.

"WAIT SUGA?! HOLY SH-!" I cut him off by covering his mouth.

"Hush! The others will hear you, damn." He froze when he saw I had no shirt on. A blush creeping onto his face. I removed my hand, and laid down, turned over, and tucked my arms under the covers, gazing at the ground. I'm a little embarrassed after losing my precious self-control. I also can't face him, not like this at least. Not with a massive fucking blush covering my pale face. I sigh quietly​, and close my eyes. All the sudden an arm grabs my waist hulling me towards the person. I stop when I hit a warm chest. I already know who it is, so I relax closing my eyes. The boy...wait no..the man behind me nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck.

"Suga hyung, I love you." I freeze, stop breathing and all.

No, not true, well maybe true, fuck, I can't not say something, what if he thinks I hate him? I don't I promise. Shit, ah fuck it. Hehehe I already did. Shut the hell up pervy mind.

After that argument, I just turn around and hug his chest. My quiet way saying it back. I soon fall back asleep.

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~Timeskip~
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I wake up to just me. But I don't stress it. I sit up, still a bit sore, but I can walk so I'm good. I look around to see no clothes, as they are in the laundry hamper. I sigh and get up, I open the now unlocked door, and peak out. The cost is clear. My room is next door, right there. I bolt into my room, as I throw on some clothes. I go into the restroom and wash my face, and brush my teeth. I look at myself, I pull my shirt off, looking at the bite marks, and bruises. I shake my head laughing slightly. His back is probably no better. I look down, and take a glimpse at my left arm. Before I get a good look arms wrap around me, and I look up to see Hobi, I put on a smile, and hug his arms, all the while I keep looking at my left arm, and look away, turning around, and hug Hobi's chest. I look up, for him to kiss me. I pull away and I chuckle.

"How's your back?" He just blushes in embarrassment, and hugs me. He pulls back from the hug and kisses my forehead.

(See I was a dumbass and didn't put a warning on the description, I still won't because I want to keep this version in it's rawest form, I want to be able to see how far my writing has come, but anyway depression, suicide, and self-harm will all be mentioned in this book. Now right now I'm not sure if suicide was but the other two are.)

"Put a shirt on, Jin has lunch ready." I nod. He finally leaves as I turn my left arm over looking at it, and count how many of what I see. 1.2.3.4.5. And 6 for the future. I think, putting my shirt on, and grab a white hoodie, throwing that on. I then put on my normal face, and head out to the kitchen to eat, still counting.

7,8,9,10 for further notice. 11 for heaven's sake. 12, 13, 14, 15 a slice and dice. 16, 17, 18, 19, 20 for when I bleed.

I nod when everyone greets me, and I sit down, and eat. The counting over, but the hurt is still sober.

(So like even then I wanted angst... I just was not so good at description then.)