Step-brothers ||BTS FF

Chapter 3

"So, kids, we've got to tell you something," Mr. Kim announced right after we were done with our breakfast and were sitting in the living room, busy doing our own stuff. For example, I was scrolling through Instagram, and the others probably did almost the same as me. Until Mr. Kim cleared his throat, grabbing our attention.

"You guys are going out for a business trip," I continued for them, my eyes glued to my phone and my fingers moving up and down on the screen.

"How did you know?" Mom's voice asked. 'I had hoped you weren't.'

"Lucky guess," I said, standing up from the couch. "So when are you leaving and for how long?"

"In 2 weeks, for about a week."

"Cool. I'm going upstairs. I'm tired." 'And hurt.' I just walked up to my room without taking a glance at anyone.

Since dad died, mom and I have never had the chance to be as close as before. She got herself so involved in working and taking over dad's business that she never again had time for me.

I actually did not blame her. In fact, I used the same technique she uses: 'Be busy so that you don't have time to feel sad'. It does help a lot. Mom always went out on business trips and was barely at home. I missed her a lot. I miss her a lot.

But I do know she did it for us. I really should learn to keep my feelings inside me more.

I reached my room, dropped myself on the bed, and blankly stared at the ceiling for a few moments.

I deeply sighed and grabbed my phone, which was placed somewhere on the bed, close to me.

I jolted up in an instant when I saw seven missed calls from Lisa 22 minutes ago. 'Oh no, is she okay?'

I panicked.

Without wasting any more time, I dialed her number. A few rings went by before she answered.

"Y/n..." she whined.

"LISA?? WHAT HAPPENED??"

"I'm SORRY!!" she cried.

"Can you please first let me know what's wrong?"

"I'm sorry I disconnected your call earlier, but I was actually very tired from yesterday. I reached home at 4 a.m., and Oppa arrived an hour later, so I did not really get a proper chance to sleep or even rest, and he gave me a huge ass lecture too, so I was extremely tired. I'm sorry." I sighed in relief, knowing she was fine, but an evil idea came to my mind, and I smirked.

"Oh, I see? Anyway, you can continue sleeping now that I'm going to spend time with my new favourite people. BYE."

I did not let her speak and ended the call. I remembered to silence my phone before throwing it somewhere on the bed again. I was about to head to my study table when I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in!"

Jungkook POV:
We were used to dad going away on business trips because we were never alone. We were seven brothers and were barely at home because of our tight schedule. But Y/N, on the other hand, sounded sad.

I'm normally not the type to take an interest in someone's personal life, and neither am I the type to open up to someone, but when it comes to Y/N, it feels different; she is my little sister I've always wished to have. I want her to share her problems with me; I want to share mine with her, and I know she'll understand me better than anyone. My gut says that. It's like I just want to keep her safe and protect her.

"Guys, I'll be back," mom said, leaving to go upstairs as well.

As soon as mom had left, dad's phone rang, and he went away to answer it.