Hobi: This is my girlfriend, mom.
Hearing this sentence, he eyed the girl from head to toe. Who? His brother! Smirking, he left for his room. Hobi got tense again.
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Even real brothers can be enemies. Their life proves this.
Hobi, the sunshine of...
Y/N POV: It was a pretty morning again. Last night Hobi came on time from the office. We had a talk and then he went to his room after I denied him for a French kiss. I thought he'd be upset or angry but he just kissed my forehead and went.
Right now, I am making breakfast for everyone. Means Yoongi and Hobi, all three of us. It was a Sunday; we all had a day off. I served breakfast and called Hobi to join me but a voice startled me.
Yoongi: You didn't call me. You: I was about to, Hyung.
I was about to speak further but Hobi came and looked at us. I smiled at him and we sat together. Yoongi came and sat just in front of me.
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Hobi: Let's go for a movie today. What do you say babe?
Hobi asked me suddenly while eating. Yoongi didn't look at us but I knew that he was attentive. I really think I should think less about Yoongi. I looked at Hobi and replied
You: Sure, but what about your office? Hobi: I'll take a leave.
After Hobi's proposal I was happy that maybe we'll spend some time together. Away from some stares and check outs, also interruptions. But again, Yoongi spoke
Yoongi: You have a meeting today. Hobi: I... Yoongi: Shut up!
Saying that he went away. Hobi seemed upset and I was dumbfounded. How does he speak to his own brother and parents? Why does he hate them? Hobi slummed on his seat. I patted his shoulder to console him.
Hobi: Why is he always like this? You: Maybe he has reasons.
I said and he nodded. We completed our breakfast and Hobi went to dress up for the office. Soon Hobi went to the office but Yoongi was still there.
You: Don't you have to go to the office? Yoongi: I'm the owner. My timing doesn't matter.
I was a little offended at his statements. A company or brand stands on the schedule and behaviour of the Boss.
You: Don't you think you're casual about your company?
Just after my question, he stared at me like I had committed a crime. He stopped in his track and started taking steps towards me.
I was standing in the kitchen, I turned towards the direction he was coming from and faced him. I was shocked when he kept his hands beside my waist on the kitchen table, trapping me in between.
I raised my hands as I didn't want to touch him right now. I didn't break eye contact. He was so close to my face; he didn't try to touch me too. My breath was stuck. I wanted to push him but he looked so scary that I froze.
Yoongi: We shouldn't speak when it's not our matter. You: I just kept my point of view.
I said in a stable voice with some struggle as I wasn't that weak. But he stared at my face from head to chin and chuckled. Now, he didn't say anything extracted his hand to touch my face but I held his hand in a tight grip. He gave me a glare
Yoongi: What are you? You: Not your business!
I answered, he chuckled and twisted me in a puzzled manner. I couldn't even predict his move. Now, my back was touching his hand as he blocked my hand behind my back.
You: Who are you? Yoongi: Not your business.
He pushed me and turned around to leave the kitchen but I stopped him.
You: Hyung! Wait. Yoongi: (Turned around) What? You: You just misbehaved with me. Yoongi: Is it so? Go and complain about this to your soon-to-be husband.
Saying this he was about to leave again but I stopped him again. But he refused to stop this time so I shouted
You: I'm not marrying your brother.
After shouting I took a breath and he stopped in his tracks and turned around. I knew they had some problems between them.
Yoongi: Why? You: I don't know anything about him and he doesn't say anything. He always changes the topic or ignores me when I ask him questions.
Yoongi: From how much time are you involved with him? You: 6 months.
He again started walking towards his room. I ran behind him, why did he ask that and smirked at my answer? I spoke loudly again
You: Please, tell me about the things going on here.
He peeked from his room, without opening the door. It seemed like he was hiding something. He checked me out again and thought of something. I was about to ask him the same question again but he said something that crossed the line.
Yoongi: That desperate to know about me brother? Fine! Come to my room at 2 in the night. I'll tell you.
He laughed evilly and slammed the door in my face. I furrowed my brows; I was angry this time. How could he say something like this to me?
