It hurt so ing bad, every single hit he took to his frail body. “Stop-” He begged, blood flowing from his busted lip. Yongguk met his eyes, time seemingly standing still for a moment and Youngjae swore he saw a flash of pity before they turned cold again. The older suddenly motioned for another man before moving to the side and then the hits started again. “Please stop-” He choked out, pain he'd never felt making it hard to breathe.