𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 • 𝐦𝐲𝐠 ✔︎

~41~

"past.."

Yoongi POV

flashback 10 years ago...

I lose everything and anything, when my parents tragically passed away I had nobody, I was all alone, I saw our beautiful home get burned down with every single memory I had with my parents, every memory I had with my best friend who was practically my brother to me but as soon as that fire started everything else went down with it and that included my parents, I watched both their bodies get dragged outside, their blood across the floor as they were placed in a body bag, after that my body was completely shut down, it was numb, the next few years I could barely remember a thing, my body could barely take it anymore, I fell unconscious on the rough floor, the next thing I knew I woke up on a bed, it was soft, all my wounds were wrapped perfectly, I looked around the room and saw a few children like myself..

"seokjin..." my voice slowly muttered, it was weak and small, I couldn't move I tried to but it was too hard, I don't want this, I don't want to live, I don't want to breath, I turned my head and saw a person heading my way with a smile on his face, he was excited..

"hey, welcome..." welcome? where even am I..? the boy took a seat on the bed, opening his hands revealing a few sweet packets..

"here have some..." his voice was joyful, he seems like a nice person, his hair was a color of light brown, I shook my head not wanting any at all..

"come on, take some..." I ignored what he said and asked my own question...

"where am I..? where is this place..?" the place was quite small, there were a few bedrooms and a few double beds as well, it seems like all these children lives here, he chuckled putting the sweets away inside his pockets, he deeply signed before answering my question...

"you are in a children's home, I am deeply sorry about your parents, we all heard it..." I wanted to cry, I wanted to cry so much, I wanted to cry a whole river and never stop, but I didn't I miss my parents so much, my mother's sweet hugs, how I carved for one of her hugs right now, I looked away from the boy removing the tears from my cheeks, he looked at me understanding I need space...

"I'll leave you, come see me if you need anything..." he smiled once again, getting up from the bed and walking towards his, which is on the opposite end of the room, is this how I am going to live now..? in this children's home..? all I could think of was seokjin, where is he..? did he also get his into a children's home..? I need some answers..

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the next few weeks were difficult, it was hard, seeing all these happy children makes me feel like the odd one out, I don't smile like I used to, I don't laugh like I used to, I don't communicate much at all and all I do is think about seokjin, also that brown headed boy seems nice but that's all..