Jungkook woke up to a rainy Saturday morning, and wandered down the hallway to the small kitchen. He decided to make eggs for himself and his brother, hoping to put Yugyeom in a better mood. Him and Yugyeom had a fight, if you could even call it that, and Jungkook wanted to break Yugyeom's mood as quickly as possible. The clock chimed letting Jungkook know that it was seven in the morning, and he sat down to his eggs, pulling out his phone. Jungkook called his mother every Saturday at seven; being that she was in therapy it was some of the only time the two still got together. His mother and him were both morning people, but not Yugyeom, who could sleep til 11 with very little resistance.
"Hi Dear." His mother answered almost immediately, and Jungkook knew she had been waiting by the phone 6,
"Hi mom. How's Willowbrook?" He asked, in reference to where she was staying at that moment.
"It's good. There's lots if very nice people. They even have a pool."
"That's good. How are you?" He tried not to press, but his mother's addiction had been a constant struggle over the past few years.
"I'm in withdrawal," She stated, and Simon resisted the urge to smile. "Withdrawal is better than using." He stated.
"It is." She paused. "How's Yugyeom? Sometimes I feel like he doesn't like to talk to me."
"Join the club." Jungkook chuckled bitterly. "I think he's alright. He's going to school, and playing lots of football."
"Have you gone to see a game?"
"He told me not to." Jungkook played with a small ring he usually wore. "I don't want to psyche him out if he doesn't want me there."
"Keep trying with him. He's difficult Like your father. He wants to be alone, but he's incapable of being alone." His mother rarely talked of the boys' father. and he knew it hurt her to. "I don't want him to fall through the cracks."
"hm" Jungkook hummed in agreement. "I spoke to grandpa yesterday."
"Oh? How are things?"
"They seem fine." Jungkook clutched his tea closer hopping the rain would fade throughout the dreary day.
"How are things with you guys... financially?"
"I think good... Yugyeom won't let me get a job, I guess grandma and grandpa are covering some of it, because he doesn't work either..." I explained. Yugyeom walked into the room wordlessly and sat down at the table. I stood and grabbed his plate from the counter to set it in front of him. "Morning!"
"Morning." His gruff voice forced out.
"Would you like to talk to mom?" Jungkook asked,
"No."
"What'd he say?" My mother asked from the phone. Jungkook eyed him for a moment.
"He said he has to go, but he'll call you later." Jungkook Lied, and Yugyeom glared at him from the table. "Listen Mom, I've got to go, Love you." Jungkook hung up the phone and put it back on its home. "She thinks you hate her,"
"Ok."
"Do you?" Jungkook pressed.
"No."
"Then..." Jungkook's voice faded away when he realized Yugyeom wasn't listening to him. "What are you doing today?"
"Don't worry about it."
"Yugyeom?" Jungkook's voice cracked, and Yugyeom Looked up from his eggs,
"I think I'd like to go to the mall." Yugyeom's tone softened, and he smiled slightly, though it refused to reach his eyes. "Would you like to come with?"
"Sure." Jungkook grinned. The two boys finished eating in silence. Yugyeom was too broken to try and make jokes or break the silence, but it wasn't uncomfortable. Then they piled into his old beaten car and drove to the local mall. It was a little crowded, so they stuck closely together going into a few stores without buying anything.
"Your birthday is coming up." Yugyeom stated staring straight ahead.
"It is."
"What would you like to do?" Yugyeom asked.
"I think I'd like for us to spend the day together." Jungkook suggested, and Yugyeom Looked away to hide his smirk,
"Wait here." Yugyeom said before turning into a store on the left. Jungkook obeyed and sat on a bench that wasn't far from the entrance. He couldn't see where Yugyeom went from where he sat but he could see many people walking past him, Jungkook Liked to feel invisible, and it was very easy for him to do.
"Jungkook?" Most of the time, anyway.
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