Ultraviolence

Chapter 11: Ask me

Yoongi barely opens his eyelids by ten in the morning and sits down on the bed.

It's already his second week living in Jungkook's apartment. Jungkook's mark on his shoulder is gradually healing and his back isn't causing him any pain; but inside the omega is complete chaos and confusion.

There is almost no physical pain, but Yoongi is unable to cope with moral pain. Jungkook tore his entrails, leaving behind a bleeding wound and a trampled soul. When Yoongi first came to his senses, he cried for a long time and, holding the doctor's hand, begged him to inject something that would allow him to fall back into the darkness. There was no Jungkook in the darkness, there were no hands tearing Yoongi apart, and there was no awareness of all the hopelessness which, like a gravestone, has now piled on top and does not allow him to breathe.

Yoongi doesn't sleep at night. He curls up on the edge of the bed and, looks at the door. Waiting for his executioner. He counts seconds, minutes before meeting him. He is afraid, almost to the point of having panic attacks, afraid to see him. The omega falls asleep completely exhausted due to nervous tension only in the morning. Jungkook has not appeared in the apartment since the day Yoongi came to his senses. In the early days, the doctor, to whom he became attached, often came to Yoongi. Ian not only kept an eye on the omega's health, but he also told him funny and interesting stories. Yoongi did not even notice how he began to wait for the doctor's visits and became more and more attached to him. Due to the fact that the omega is recovering, Ian has not come in three days, and Yoongi wants to howl from loneliness. He goes into the living room, where he is served breakfast on a low table and pours himself a coffee.

He doesn't want to think about anything. All the hell through which he went devastated him, leaving only piercing pain there, beating periodically with such force that it seems to Yoongi that after the next attack he will no longer get up. He is afraid of returning to that day. He is afraid that even a fleeting memory will bleed him, bring back all that horror in a new way, and Yoongi will not stand it. Therefore, he pulls away pop-up memories and reaches for the cup. He hears a knock on the door and freezes. While the servant goes to the door, he, covering his eyes, tries to cope with the oncoming panic, but Ian enters the house and the fear immediately releases the omega. Yoongi, laying down his cup, runs to the doctor and, grabbing a suitcase from his hand, leads him to the table.

"I thought you won't come again, I even wanted to pretend to be sick, so that they would report to you," the omega laughs.

"I drove by and decided to visit my beloved patient," Ian gratefully takes the cup from the hands of the omega. "I see you're already healthy. As for the wounds, do not worry, I brought you a new ointment, you will constantly apply it, and over time they will fade, then completely disappear."

Yoongi instantly becomes sad and, with his head down, studies the carpet under his feet.

"And what about the fear that smothers and keeps me awake. Will it pass?" the omega asks quietly.

"I will give you sedatives and sleeping pills for the time being," Ian sighs. "But you'll have to fight the rest yourself. You have to handle it yourself."

"He does not come. Every day I pray that he will not come. But I know that he will. It is just a matter of time. And from this thought alone I want to kill myself. Although he will get me even after my death." the omega grins bitterly.

"Listen," Ian lays down his cup and moves closer. "You need to overcome yourself, you must at least pretend that you accept him. He is a typical alpha, he had and still will have a lot of omegas. You are his favorite toy right now, but it won't be the case for long. True, he has never marked anyone, but even the mark does not matter. You are a nice guy, and I really want you to be fine. Be compliant, play along with him, and you will bore him."