Fear of Falling In Love (H)

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HEYO! So this one is kinda depressing and features abuse so if you're uncomfortable with themes like this then here is your warning

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"What are you wearing?! I'm not letting you outside wearing that!" Your boyfriend at the time screamed at you. It was date night and you decided to wear a dress that stopped just above your knees and hugged your curves. He grabbed your arm and drug you back into the room and threw you towards the bed. 

Tears formed in your eyes but you held them back. Your boyfriend went through all your dresses until he found one that pleased him. He then threw it at you, "Get dressed. You may be a slut but I'm not letting you dress like one." He then stormed out of the room.

You sat on the bed and used every ounce of your strength to prevent yourself from crying. You changed into the dress he wanted and looked in the mirror. It was a navy blue color and was loose around your body. The sleeves went to your elbow and the dress went a little past your knees. You took the black belt that went with it and put it around your waist to make it curve in a little. 

You slipped on black flats and walked out to your boyfriend. He looked at you and gave you a quick once over. "Much better, now I can actually take you out in public and show everyone my beautiful prize." He grabbed your hand rather harshly and drug you out the door and down the street. 

You were headed towards the carnival. To anyone else it would've been fun but for you, you weren't allowed to do anything unless your boyfriend said you could. He stopped by the bathrooms and told you to go and wander so you did. While walking your urge to cry was getting so overwhelming that a few tears slid down your cheeks and to the ground as you were walking.

You were looking down as you walked, not paying any attention to what was in front of you. Then you bumped into someone's back and quickly stumbled back and mumbled a 'sorry.' "(f/n)? Is that you?" You stopped at the familiar sounding voice and the strange use of your name. You slowly looked up and turned to see one of your old college buddies, Hunk.

"O-oh uh..hey..Hunk." You whispered. Concern crossed his face and he stepped closer to you and you flinched slightly. "Hey, what's wrong? You don't seem yourself." He asked. You looked over at the ground and shook your head. "I-it's nothing." 

The smell of cotton candy caught your nose and you looked over to see the cotton candy vender. Hunk saw you staring and little and lightly took your hand to which you snapped your head to look at him. "It's ok, it's just me." He soothed. It broke you a little to see that he was treating you like a scared puppy, which you basically were. 

He slowly led you to the cotton candy machine and ordered two cotton candies. (idk how else to call them?????) He then held one out to you and you hesitated in taking it. You gave a small smile and took it. "Thanks..." He smiled back, "I'm just glad to see that bright smile of yours." 

You were ripping off bits of cotton candy and talking to Hunk when your boyfriend started approaching you, and he looked pissed. You froze. He then reached you and sent a cold, hard stare at Hunk, "Excuse us.." He stated, his voice laced with venom. 

He pulled you away from everyone and pushed you causing you to fall. He also grabbed the cotton candy. "Did he get this for you?" He asked. You nodded and slowly stood back up. "Well thank him, I'll enjoy eating this. It's not like you need it, if anything you could lose a few pounds." He stated coldly while eating a piece of cotton candy.

Soon after he took you back home, tired of dealing with you. When you walked through the door he shoved you towards the couch. "You apparently don't appreciate me so you're sleeping on the couch until you no longer even look at another man." You nodded and laid down on the couch and cried yourself to sleep.

--Hunk's P.O.V.--

Soon after (f/n)'s boyfriend pulled her away from me, I raced back to the apartment I share with the gang. When I walked through the doors everyone looked at me with worried looks on their face. "I found (f/n).." Everyone quickly stood. "We need to help her. Her boyfriend is a rotten man. She flinched everytime I moved towards her or touched her. The brightness that normally is in her eyes was gone and she looked extremely thin. She's going to die in his hands." I explained. 

"Let's go get her." Shiro boldly stated.

Pidge quickly got to work on her laptop and did an address lookup of her boyfriend, it was someone from college, Jackson Everbei. They were such an awesome duo, unstoppable. I wonder what changed him. 

"Got him!" Pidge called out. 

"Alright! Let's go get our girl." Lance shouted.

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Haha yeaaa yet another broken up one...sorryyyyyy

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