hate me | yeongyu

5

beomgyu ends up helping yeonjun rewrite and remake his homework for the whole afternoon.

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the yelling of beomgyu's parents has gone way worse since the cheating incident. sometimes he even hears glass break, but decides to not check it out. his mother is more angry at the fact that beomgyu caught his father than the fact that his father cheated. which is concerning.

beomgyu feels like passing out as he hasn't had any food since he left taehyun's house tuesday. he realises that he can't survive on just drinks and decides to go downstairs to the kitchen.

the yelling gets louder as he enters the kitchen. he witnesses his mother throwing an empty wine bottle at his father. she completely misses as the wine bottle speeds towards beomgyu's face instead.

beomgyu holds his arms in front of his face to protect himself, but that results in the bottle breaking on his hands. the glass flies everywhere as beomgyu falls backwards.

he looks at his bleeding hands. "that's what i get for wanting to eat huh." he mumbles to himself as his eyes roll back.

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"maybe we should spent some time apart."

beomgyu opens his eyes. he sees his parents talk to each other without yelling. it makes him kinda happy.

he sits up and looks at his hands which are covered in bandages. he smiles as it reminds him of kaido from that anime saiki k.

he lies back down on the comfortable hospital bed. the quietness makes his mind at ease.

"hey gyu, how are you?" his mother whispers to him. apparently they noticed him being awake and came to question him right away.

beomgyu doesn't bother to whisper. "not death yet."

his parents trade this odd look with each other.

his father chuckles. "ah don't be silly. you're probably allowed to go home tomorrow. will it be okay if your mother stays at her sisters place?"

beomgyu scoffs. "i won't go home with you... you disgust me."

"hush hush, how about we talk about this tomorrow when you're fully rested." his mother strokes her fingers in his messy hair.

beomgyu rolls his eyes. "where's my phone? i want to tell taehyun about my unsafe life situation. i know that he does care about me... unlike others."

both of his parents huff as his father hands him his phone. "see you tomorrow."

they both leave not caring for a last look or hug. beomgyu sighs as tears prick in his eyes. his heart aches of the loneliness that surrounds him.

"this is definitely not how i imagined spending my friday night."

a lonely night passes and beomgyu is released from the hospital. his mother came to pick him up and immediately prepared him for the conversation they will have soon.

beomgyu swallows two painkillers dry. his parents wanted to talk to him. they also have to clean his wounds and renew his bandages.

he walks downstairs to the living room. his parents are watching tv. finally no yelling.

"alright i'm ready to listen." beomgyu sits in between his mother and father.

his mother starts. "honey, your father and i decided to start seeing other people. he wasn't cheating. he was just caught."

beomgyu clenches his fists as he feels his wounds burning. "so you two are just hoeing around instead of looking after me? your son?"

"beomgyu don't be so dramatic. you're fifteen, so you're more than capable of looking after yourself." his father guilts trips him, he knows that. or is he really being dramatic?

"funny how you say that when you haven't taught me anything? y'all only taught me how to hate! the fuck you're guilt tripping me for?!" beomgyu angrily stands up.

"common gyu, don't you think you're making this a little bigger than it is?" his mother tries grabbing his hand, but he avoids it quickly.

"i! am! not! divorce already, i don't care! just stop acting like you care about me! i'm done!" beomgyu doesn't care if he's overreacting. he knows he's being a crybaby. he's just done.

"beomgyu. language." his father warns him.

"fuck you! maybe stop sticking your dick in random hoes! even they deserve better." beomgyu huffs as he walks away ignoring his parents calling out to him.

beomgyu runs upstairs. he grabs his backpack and fills it with his charger, airpods and phone. his eyes are black with anger. he slips his vans on and opens the door. beomgyu doesn't even look behind him as he runs out of the door.

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a/n: a chapter filled with bad luck hh