Isabella's POV:
There was an awkward silence between us, and I sensed my oldest brother, Jin, wasn't fond of it. So, he decided to break it. "So, Bella, let's get to know each other." I raised my eyebrows in confusion and asked, "Like how?" Until now, all my brothers, including Yoongi, were focusing on us. "Like asking each other questions," he suggested. "Questions like what?" I inquired, still confused about his intentions. "Well, things a brother should know about his sister, like her favorites, etc., you know?" I contemplated whether to agree or not. To be honest, it seemed nice as I was genuinely getting bored, and this awkward silence wasn't helping. "Ok, but you have to answer the same questions. I, too, have the right to know your favorites." As soon as I said that, I swear I saw them smiling. I don't know why, but I liked it.
Jin's POV:
When Bella agreed with an "ok," we smiled. At least she took her first step toward being close to us. "So, what's your favorite color?" I started by asking her a simple question. "Well, it's black," she answered. Black? Seriously? I thought my sister loved pink like me; mine is green. "J-Hope said—or I should say screamed—'Mine is white,'" Namjoon said calmly, "Mine is pink." As I declared that, she looked at me like I had grown some horns, and my brothers, except Yoongi, struggled to control their laughter. I glared at them, and they stayed silent. "What's the problem with liking pink?" I asked, feeling devastated. "Nothing. It's not wrong to like pink," Bella said, and I declared that from now on, or rather from her birth, she was and is my favorite sibling.
Isabella's POV:
After some time, we finished our game, and trust me, Yoongi and I have lots of things in common. We both like the color black, want to be a rock in our next life, love sleeping, and are unfazed even if an earthquake happens. We share a love for music, and now, I was getting sleepy. Don't get me wrong; who doesn't get tired after an 8-hour flight? After all, I am also human. "When will we reach there?" I asked no one in particular. "Well, our home is a little far away from here," Namjoon replied to me. "So, I am going to sleep; please don't disturb me." I laid on the seat, and trust me, as soon as I did, I slept. But before that, I heard Yoongi saying, "Me too." I swear we are the same soul in different bodies.
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FanfictionKim Isabella a mafia leader and a girl with dark past , however her past came catching her as her seven elder brothers who would keep her safe at any cost but little did they know they were hiding their darkest secret from each other and it would c...
