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warning; disassociation.
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—yoongi lived with fear as his friend.
After turning thirteen, most would be excited about their newfound freedom (y'know, slowly becoming an adult and all). But, right before Yoongi turned thirteen, he was struck with the realization that he couldn't stay a kid forever. His father became the devil; a man to fear. A tyrant, someone who demanded absolute authority.
Yoongi used to love his mother so much. She was a beautiful, successful, and smart women who cared for her family. She was the anchor to his ship. But, his father slowly turned his queen into a tyrant herself. She became so cruel, so terrifying, and Yoongi was at a lost.
They became tyrants starting wars with boarding countries; they were powerful, a force to be reckoned with. You follow their orders, or punishments will be handed out.
The stress of his childhood has really fucked Yoongi up; he has trust issues, anxiety, depression, and an eating disorder. He can't help but feel disgust for his parents. They're the reason he hates himself, they're the reason why he wanted to die, and they're the reason why he felt so utterly-hopeless as a teenager.
No matter what his mother said to him, Yoongi would never forget. He'd never forget the feeling of wanting to die; wanting to end it all.
"Why the fuck is she here?" The anger that forced itself out of Namjoon's mouth was surprising. Yoongi stared, perplexed at the emotions Namjoon was feeling.
He knew the other was aware of his parents abuse, but couldn't find it in himself to understand why Namjoon was so being so spiteful to his mom. Yoongi didn't deserve that kind of care.
"I'm here for Yoongi...we had some things to discuss." Eunji was wary, believing that one wrong move could lead to Yoongi's boyfriend pouncing and killing her.
"Is she done talking?" Namjoon asked Yoongi, not even looking at the other person in the room. In this situation, it's better to ignore the problem instead of starting something potentially dangerous. Honestly he could careless if Yoongi's mom was hurt; he was just worried for Yoongi.
Yoongi gave a slow nod, completely overwhelmed. He wanted his mom gone.
A panic attack was forming, his anxiety was spiking. It became harder to breathe—harder to concentrate on his movements.
Namjoon noticed the blank look in Yoongi's eyes and felt himself freeze slightly. Quickly, he moved towards the problem, Yoongi's mom, and grabbed her elbow harshly.
