Beam's pov:
I stared at Joong as he slept.
He was in our embrace curled into a ball.
There were tear trails on his cheeks and his eyes were swollen from crying for the past 2 hours.
"So that bastard has been emotionally manipulating him for the last 3 years." Tae growled.
I gritted my teeth and nodded.
Now thanks to that bastard, we need to start from scratch.
The idea of a healthy relationship has been completely messsed up in Joong's mind.
Now his idea of a healthy relationship is a controlling, toxic, one sided one in which he has to do whatever his partner says. Whether it be something he likes or not. If not, he gets punished.
I tightened my arms around him.
Tae also moved closer to him and hugged him tighter.
"We'll have to teach him everything from the beginning and erase that disgusting image of a so-called healthy relationship which that bastard has embedded in his head." I said.
"Yeah." Tae nodded.
Joong's pov:
I slowly opened my eyes and blinked a few times trying to clear my vision.
When I finally managed to open them properly I realized p'Tae was sitting beside me leaning on the headboard playing with his phone.
I slowly sat up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes.
"You're awake." P'Tae straightened up.
I hummed softly and climbed onto his lap nuzzling into his chest.
He chuckled and wrapped his arms around me.
"How do you feel?" He brushed back my bangs.
"Tired..." I muttered.
He nodded.
"But my chest feels a lot lighter... The heaviness is not there anymore..." I looked up at him.
He smiled and kissed my forehead. "I'm glad. Letting everything out without holding them in can make you feel a lot better."
I nodded.
"It's 10 am. Are you hungry?" He asked.
I nodded again.
"You can go get freshened up. Beam is already making breakfast downstairs." He patted my head.
I got up from the bed and went into the bathroom.
I took a quick shower and got cleaned up before coming out of the bathroom.
There was a fresh pair of clothes on the bed when I came out.
I smiled and went up to the bed taking them.
They smelled like p'Beam.
These must be his clothes.
I couldn't help the soft purr that escaped my lips as I nuzzled my nose in the sweater.
Both of their scents smell really good and are so soothing to me.
I can't have enough of them.
I put the sweatshirt on along with the shorts before going out of the room and downstairs.
I could smell the delicious aroma of bacon and eggs as I got closer to the kitchen.
I smiled widely and quickened my steps.
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Forgotten
FanfictionA confused boy who's crying in pain. He wants to be happy and not be treated like an object. Two people who had lost their beloved. They never gave up searching for him and still hope he will come back home. What happens when they meet?