Brother || BTS ff

Chapter 53

Yoona entered her home bouncing like a little kid. Closely behind her walked in Yoongi holding a very big box. In also came Taehyung who closed the door behind them.

Just as Yoongi left the box in the middle of the living room, Yoona rushed to open it excitedly with Taehyung's help. Yoongi just plopped on the couch, groaning.

"Happy now that you've spent more than half of my monthly salary on this stupid PS5 thing?" Yoongi grumbled ironically, not even earning the attention of the excited girl.

The blonde girl together with her boyfriend started putting the whole thing in place, taking up a big part of the living room with it, while Yoongi merely held back his tears. Only the thought that Jungkook only had been able to buy her a PS4 and now he had bought her something even better made him feel proud of himself.

Many times Yoongi felt as if Yoona was still distant to him, as if she still hadn't accepted him as her biological brother. As if she'd run back to Jungkook the moment he came back, if he'd ever be able to do so. That's why he swore to himself that he'd never allow Jungkook to come back in any form, and he was more than ready to do everything to prevent him from coming back.

A beep from his pocket broke him out of his trance, and upon checking it, a sigh of relief came out of his mouth and he got up from the comfy couch.

"Yoo, Tae, something came up. You guys stay here and play with this thing while I'm out, okay? Nothing else other than playing with this" he pointed his index finger at them threateningly, making the two nod.

"Good. Goodbye then" he said, kissing Yoona's forehead and fist bumping Taehyung before leaving the apartment.

"Do you think he's mad at me for buying this with his money?" Yoona asked her boyfriend with a small voice.

"Nah, maybe he's a bit salty but we both know he'd never be mad at you. I think he just had something to do and nothing more, or else he wouldn't leave his comfy couch. I know him well" Taehyung chuckled.

"And how do you know him?" Yoona raised her left eyebrow, leaving the game console in her hand aside.

"Oh, haven't I told you? It must have slipped my mind. Well, you see, back when I was a student in your uni, in my first two years I did take rap classes, I kinda had a thing for it. And you can bet I had THE Min Yoongi as my professor"

"Why didn't you pursue rapping then?"

"Well, you see, Yoongi is a great professor, but I wasn't that great of a student, to be honest. With time I found myself leaning more in vocals than in rapping, and your brother wasn't too happy about that. I might have gotten smacked a couple of times by him" Taehyung said, scratching his nape as his cute boxy smile made its way to his face.

"I'll smack him in his head tonight too" Yoona huffed, making Taehyung burst in laughter.

"Please, film it when you do so and send it to me, I'd love to see that"

"Sure thing"

*meanwhile

After a short phone call with Namjoon, Yoongi fastened his steps so he could get to the police station faster. He hated public transport and there was too much traffic for him to go there with his car, so he had to spend his so dear energy going there by foot.

"Hello Yoongi, how have you been?" Jackson greeted him upon almost bumping into him when he entered the station, "what brings you here?"

"Namjoon called me and told me to come by, do you know where he is?"

"I'm right here" the said dimpled guy made his presence known to the two, smiling softly. "Let's go talk over coffee Yoongi, we have things to discuss"

As they sat down in Namjoon's office with a cup of coffee for each, Yoongi gulped.

"Have you checked about what I told you?" he asked Namjoon timidly.

"Yep. We tracked Yoona's phone and it wasn't that friend Chaewon who called her that night. Actually, the call was from a telephone cabin in a rundown alley in Itaewon, far from where Chaewon lives, and from the camera footage we gathered around the cabin at the time of the call, the caller was a male who looked very much like Jungkook" the police officer said.

"How sure are we that it was Jungkook?" Yoongi asked with a voice barely above a whisper.

"99.99%"

Yoongi released a big breath he didn't know he was holding.

"And yes, to answer your still unvoiced question, we are tracking down his location as we speak and we'll find him very soon. Shall we inform you when we find him?" Namjoon asked.

Yoongi was speechless, he could only respond with a nod.

"Joon, thank you. I don't know what would I have done without you"

"No problem, it's my duty and I get paid with your money from taxes for it" Namjoon grinned.

"Fair enough"

*time skip

Yoona was sleeping soundly on her bed, hugging her favorite plush which Jungkook had bought for her on her fifth birthday, with his own savings. Of course Yoongi had no idea about that. It was about 2 am, so her being awake was quite uncanny.

But she woke up.

Call it thirst for water.

Call it a sinister feeling.

Or just call it an uncomfortable sleeping position on the bed.

But something disturbed her slumber and she decided to go to the kitchen and fetch some water.

In her sleepy state, as she was sliding out of her bed sheets, her ears picked up the noise of the front door closing.

If she was wide awake and fully thinking, she'd find the situation unusual and check. But in her sleepy state, she decided to not pay attention to it at all.

Looking around the house briefly as she came back from the kitchen, everything seemed fine to her.

And she went back to sleep.

Author's note

Hello guys, it's been a long time. School has been hell these days and I honestly haven't even slept enough for these two weeks. Yet enough with the excuses, I just wanted to apologize for taking so long to update this story.

And well, I have news.

This book is reaching its end.

I don't know exactly how many chapters will it take to fully complete the plot in my mind, but it's not much.

As we're reaching the end of the story, I want to thank everyone who's given this story a chance, and I hope you liked it this far. Please stick to this story until the very end, and drop a few votes if possible, it would truly make my day!

Your lovely author-nim,
Flowerwork 🌸