[just a fanfiction, I wouldn’t wish that to Heeseung or anyone. Hard times mess up your brain]

Abuse. Violence. Something Heeseung believed he’d never be a victim of.

but since he started dating you.. he found out what that is. He’s constantly bruised. Degraded. Starved. Whatever. Always when you come home, he’s in fear.

But he loves you. And believes you love him too because of your sweet moments.