action/reaction ( suji x hongbin )
( outgoing . . . @cvrncge )
it hurts, it hurts, it hurts. suji wants to scream it, wants to yell from the top of her lungs at the world. announce her pain and call for help.
but the blows to her, foot meeting her stomach and causing her to heave over, leaves her breathless and mouth gaping in a silent sob. part of her knows better than to yell. because yelling could mean an ultimate death. and yelling is useless. there’s no rescue coming, no help and no aid. she could die here, tucked away from the world in a small alley way, and not a soul would know.
so she keeps her cries silent as they beat her, men who hover with vicious fists and angry kicks. she can feel her body screaming for her, while she remains tight lipped. the pain rips through her like a thick wave, rolling over her shoulders as they grab at her hair and pull on her.
they bring her closer, up off the ground and meeting their faces as they crouch over her. “what are you learning, bitch?”
she coughs, clearing the panic from her throat, “not to fuck up again.”
the man grabbing her, holding her up by the threads of her black hair, smacks her with his free hand. its hard, the sound ringing heavily off the brick walls around them. her face stings, eyes sting, everything stings. and jesus christ she wants out, wants it to stop.
“you’re damn right you won’t fuck up again. your slip up cost us good men, bae.” he shakes her and she lets out a small gasp.
“yes sir.” she manages, through the burn in the back in her throat.
he releases her. lets her collapse and gives her a good hard kick to the face. she feels her lip split and her nose cracks under the weight of him. this time she does scream, loud and piercing. but unheard.
he rests his foot on her cheek, digs her face into the gravel under them. “don’t disappoint me again, suji.”
and then he moves away, releases her and he is gone, taking his goons with him and leaving suji to fight for air against that dirt fucking ground.
“asshole,”
she rises, spitting blood from her mouth. her arms are weak though, and they give out under the pressure. she face plants the floor once more and lies there, trying to breathe through the break of her nose and the blood in her the back of her throat.
just let me die.