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Im Here (PROLOUGE)

A/N: HERE IS IT FINALLY THE SECOND PART TO IM YOURS! I was planing on having this up weeks ago, but I got wrapped up in She Boss. Now that theres some of you once again asking for a part two of Im Yours Ive said fuck it, lets do it. So here it is, a little catch up for the new story,

Im Home.

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader Rating: Drama, Angst, Smut, Fluff WARNINGS: Language, Eventual Violence, Lots of Smut Later on

FIND PART ONE HERE

| Prologue |

“Just stop me when it gets to be too much, Okay?” Jaebum said sitting down. He had brought you into the conference room two days after you returned and sat you down at the head of the long mahogany table. Down both sides lined the six boys who had been taking care of you since you had returned. You nodded and brought the blanket that always seemed to be wrapped around you tighter around your shoulders, your hands instantly moving to rub the raw patch of flesh on the patch of skin between your pointer finger and thumb.

“Just tell me.” You said. Your voice was still very sore and sitting up still hurt from the stab wound that had reopened one too many times. “And no lying.”

“Well you already know the most of it.” Jaebum sighed, you had a right to be angry.

“And you've seen some of the worst of it.” Jackson chimed in earning him a kick in the shin by Youngjae.

“I guess can I just ask questions then?” You had asked looking over to Jaebum who nodded slowly.

“Do you guys... Whats the most illegal thing you've done?” You asked. You knew it was a broad question but you were curious about the answer they'd come up with.

“Murder, I guess.” Jackson said, once again getting another kick to the shin.

“Have all of you murdered?” You asked timidly.

“Usually BamBam did that but we all have at one point.” Jinyoung said.

His name made you shiver, you couldn't deal with the color red anymore let alone hear his name out loud. The conversation ended there when you stood up and brushed past Jaebum going back to the room you had been held up in.

It had been three months since you had that conversation, and thankfully for everyone you were moving forward, not backwards. That is as long as he wasn't mentioned. The scar that had been etched into your skin had turned into something ugly, and was almost unrecognizable as the dragon that was once there. You had a few mental break downs about it, the thought of being marked by someone made your skin crawl and the only way to stop you from tearing your hand completely apart was Jaebum swaddling you in his arms.

There was also the scar on your stomach. That was the one that looks the worst. It was deep and with the amout of times it had torn open you were surprised the scar wasn't bigger then it already was. It made you sad. Not because it was a reminder of the friend you once had who betrayed you, but because whenever Jaebum’s eyes met the purply risen flesh he'd fall to his knees and press his head against your stomach while whispering softly about never again.

The terrors were often, even though they had definitely slowed down since you returned. They went from waking you up in the morning sweating and crying to day dreaming about seeing the dead man who's blood coated your cheek as you laid face to face on the concrete floor. Now it wasn't so bad. Sleeping with Jaebum helped tremendously. It helped so much that you need up just moving in. You had your own room incase you ever needed to get a way, but every night you spent wrapped in Jaebum with everything Jaebum surrounding you. He was your home, and he couldn't be happier about it.

Even though physically you were more torn up then he was, emotionally he was on the same level as you were. Just the few weeks you were away from him sent him in such a downward spiral even the boys were able to catch on. The first week you were back he never once let you go. If he had a meeting you would be there with him, sitting on his lap or in a chair right next to him and his hand never left you. Just like you never left his site.

Which is how you became his voice of reason.

At first all the mafia talk scared you, you didnt know what to think about all the guns and drugs and death that was being so easily talked about, but as the weeks moved on you started to get braver to speak up when you think they were being too much of a butt hurt boy to think rationally. More then a few times you saved their asses from disaster, so you took it upon yourself to embrace the bad that had happened instead of coward from it.

Every other day you spent with Jackson and maybe one or two of the other boys practicing various types of self defense, which also was helping you recover from being taken.

Now you were at a point where you were genuinely happy. You had overcome possibly the worst thing that would ever happen to someone and you were still standing here, smiling and making food for 6 men every morning and night.

You were exactly where you wanted to be and there was no one who could tell you other wise.

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