Who are you?

2. It's him...

You're so cute! will you be my little brother? I'll take good care of you.

Well, I'll do whatever you want. 'Cause I'm your Hyung-a~(Older brother)

You're really cute! I just can't say no!

"Ummm... Shit! Shit!"

Jungkook forced his heavy body to stand up while muttering curse in his mouth. The hangover from the night before had not gone away, and his head was heavy and he felt nauseous as if he was about to vomit. It's been a few days already... He laughed at himself as if it were ridiculous. KimTaehyung, or... V? Yugyeom's gift seemed to have taken away his soul. From the moment he met V, Jungkook's mind was completely messed up.

For Jungkook, the choice was not about whether it was possible or impossible, but about what he wanted to choose. And there were no exceptions to things, people, situations, or anything else.

When he was four years old, during snack time at preschool, teachers gave snacks to the children in the order they usually do. However, on that day, Yoona(Jungkook's mom) and her secretary visited there, and they saw Jungkook waiting for his turn to receive snacks, just like the others. Maybe Yoona just looked at her son with a loving heart. But right after she left, her secretary had a brief meeting with the principal, and since then, Jungkook has never waited for something again.

It was just like that all the time, things so natural, like the sun illuminates the day and the moon and stars in the night sky. Nothing stood in his way, and he never failed to do what he wanted or had to do what he didn't want to do. The environment around him made him see the world as their own standard, and by the time he entered elementary school, he looked like a little king of the kingdom they had built.

Wonho (Jungkook's father) was worried about such a son. His son, who grows up without even realizing his true self. He was a person who thought it was a blessing to have good people around him. After much deliberation, he asked Myeong-min, his friend and his personal lawyer, to live with them in their house. It was because he had a son who was two years older than Jungkook. He and Myung-min were best friends, and he hoped their sons could be like that too. He thought that there was nothing to fear if there was only one person who was perfectly on their side, and he wanted to make such a friend for Jungkook, who has no sibling.

You're so cute! will you be my little brother? I'll take good care of you.

"You're fucking kidding me..."

When Jungkook remembered the unwelcome voice again, he got out of bed, kicking the blanket hanging on his toes, as if angry. But in a moment of vertigo, he sat on the edge of the bed, frowned and grappled with a migraine that stabbing one of his head.

Well, I'll do whatever you want. 'Cause I'm your Hyung-a~

Jungkook took a deep breath after rubbing his face with his palm a few times.

I will never leave you alone, Promise!

"You are lousy-"

Jungkook's eyebrows frowned once more at the sudden throbbing pain in his chest. But he jumped up and headed for the bathroom, as if trying to ignore it. He took off his clothes and threw them on the floor, as he stood under the warm water, he felt his headache subside a little. However, the heaviness felt in his chest was still there.

I will never leave you alone, Promise!

"liar....."

Kookie, I like you the best!

"You're fucking liar....."