Ask ; Would they feel horrified or angry when YN has some mysterious injuries that she receives every night? Like for example, on thursday she has no bruises but all of a sudden on friday she gets bandages on her knuckles?
thank you for sending me an ask, kitten!
━━━ Of course! Jin will welcome you after school with suns seething in his eyes, only to fragment like a catalyst when he catches a hint to the purple hues embellishing your dainty skin. Tender eyes run violent, heated blood decays to frost. He’ll carry out the first aid kit and ease your wounds, all hushed coos and cloying caresses reserved for you. His voice as he talks is delicate, velvet-laced, tear-stained. There’s sugar within his discourse as he asks you: “Who did this?” Despite the exterior of rose perfume and kitten’s purrs, there’s a waft of winter twilight that sleeps in the abyss of his words. There’s a weak bone beneath his facade and only you can draw out the vulnerability that rests in the depths of him.
❝ Hey, babe, you gotta tell me who did this, please. Jesus, that’s a deep cut… God, who hurt you!? I swear, I’ll turn them inside out and leave their organs on their mom’s front porch, I just-… Please tell me who did this to you, Y/N. Just tell me and everything will be alright, m’kay? ❞
━━━ He can’t keep his composure! As the reverberation of a key in the lock immerses into your residence, Yoongi is swift to greet you like a golden retriever dashing to their beloved owner. When he finds his Y/N adorned with storm clouds and anguishing scars, the opalescent salvation is torn from his clutch like candy being taken from a child. Alas, even with each window open, the house of his heart remains in darkness. Yoongi will set you up on the counter and tend to your wounds with trembling hands, incoherent mumbles caught within every breath of his. For the following days, you should expect your lover to be clingy, for he cannot feel the fear he felt when he saw you so… broken. He can’t feel it again, he just can’t.
❝ Please! Please stay with me. I can’t bear to see you like that… Not again, not again, not again, not again, not again, not again, not again… ❞
━━━ It’s an everyday occurrence! You’ve been known to have a temper, so, discovering dark hues blushed upon your hands wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. Hoseok will trace his fingertips upon your wounded skin, inquisitive to what occurrence had driven you to harm another human. Maybe it was about him? Maybe you had been protecting him from someone? Oh, that idea has his heart pacing! To know you care, to bathe in the bewitchment of your infatuation. He’ll place cherry kisses upon your scars, nuzzle like a puppy into the nape of your neck, and give hums of contentment against the night-dew on your T-shirt. Despite your anger, Hoseok still is so unbelievably captivated with you. Even if you were to shatter his bones with your purple knuckles, he’ll still love you. He'll love you to death.
❝ Oh! I remember this bruise! It was from when that bully cut me in the lunch line, right…? Yes! I knew it! Oh, I’m so lucky to have you to protect me… ❞
━━━ Duh! You manipulated the hour of liberty to regain some fresh air, as Namjoon had forbidden you from wandering the disgusting streets of this city. Oh, and to drink the sunlight you longed so feverishly to kiss is practically euphoria’s bloom. That is until you return to your humble adobe with a bruise on your ankle that a crack in the sidewalk had gifted you. I hoped you enjoy your 5-seconds of freedom. Amongst seeing the wounds upon your leg, you are forced to stay within the walls of your bedroom as your lover insists on feeding you, pampering you, and consoling you of your worries. You swear this man takes pleasure is coddling you as if you’re a child. Plus, good luck trying to find any form of solitude. You’re stuck within his embrace for eternity. Whether you like it or not.
❝ Please don’t ever do that again. Y/N, I-I don’t- I don’t know what I’d do if someone got to you. You know the enemies my family has! Shit… Just don’t leave me like that… Please… ❞
━━━ Do you even need to ask me that? You’ll step into your and Jimin's residence, your lover anticipating for his West Coast honey to return to his clutch. He’ll race to you as a puppy would to their owner, Hollywood hues in his irises and golden clouds upon his blushing cheeks. This daydream that’s adorned with the wings of a butterfly is swift to come to a halt once Jimin takes sight of the cuts that paint your skin. You comfort and tell him it was only a catfight with another girl at school, but you can’t seem to ignore the horrid look in his eyes when he tells you that she won’t be a problem anymore. With one call to his father, he’s already got a man to bleed that blonde dry. Now, everything can return back to normal. Jimin with his suffocating affection and flirtatious comments that make you gag. Oh, everything is perfect! If only the world could just rot away.
❝ Tulip, I can’t ever lose you. God, the thought-! Fuck… Oh, I love you, I need you, I love you, I need you, I love you, I need you, I love you, I need you, I love you, I need you… ❞
━━━ Obviously! Being cooped up in the cottage with your lover shattered bits and pieces of your sanity. Oh, how you missed the summer breeze! And that leaves you here, shy of a mile away from your residence without advising Taehyung that you were leaving. The embrace of grass, the fragrance of blue skies, the intimacy of poppies. God, you how you loved the naked earth. That is until you tripped over a twig and scraped your knee, crimson blood racing down your skin. Now, Taehyung was already terrified when he waltzed into your bedroom with an apple pie hot out of the oven only to see you had vanished, but when you came back? When I tell you this man was horrified upon seeing your fresh wounds, I mean it with my entire heart. His hands were trembling, pearly tears glistening down his cheeks, heart hammering like a war drum when he pulled you close into his embrace. But hey, at least you got to dance with the breeze for a fleeting moment… right?
❝ You mustn’t leave this residence without my knowledge, do you understand? Please… Please, my love, I can’t risk you hurting again. I need you here… ❞
━━━ 100%! With bruises heavy against your knuckles, you mentally prepare yourself for the wrath of your lover. You see, Jungkook's greatest fear was to see you in any form of pain, but to be cared for, it’s like roses against summer’s breath! You thought it was charming the way he cared for you, that is until the concern intensified exceedingly. From baby-proofing all potential threats within your household to practically balling in your arms when you got a paper-cut, it was nearly surreal the measures he would go just for your protection. But now, with hues of black and purple adorning your skin, you know the easy excuse of a bike accident won’t do. You have to face him. And the fear that stains his starlit irises when he takes sight to your wounds is devastating. He is swift to smother you in questions, press deep kisses upon your wounded knuckles, shed tears due to his eternal fear. Jungkook needs to find the party responsible for his lover’s pain. And he needs their blood.
❝ Oh, God!! Jesus Christ, what happened to you!? Fuck! No… My poor baby, please! Tell me, who did this to you!? ❞
