"father" | yeonbin

PROLOGUE

once again, they were fighting.

i was studying for my geometry test, hoping not to fail. but loud noises from downstairs interrupted me. i knew what was happening.

i walked down quietly, making sure not to make a sound on the steps. i hid behind the living room wall, watching my fathers argue, always over something small.

"stop blaming me for things i didn't do!" soobin, my father, yelled, slamming a plate onto the table, the noise infuriating.

"you always think i'm your problem, don't you? it's always me, i'm your problem, huh?!?" yeonjun, my other father, yelled back, pushing him lightly, getting pushed back.

"maybe you are, because you reach so far, just to get stupid points off nothing," Soobin said, moving closer to yeonjun, almost like they were going to fight physically.

"you're the stupid one!" Yeonjun's face was red with anger.

"oh, shut up, bitch!" soobin stomped into the living room, and i quickly hid behind the couch, peeking slightly so they wouldn't see me but i could still see what they were doing.

"what did you just call me?" yeonjun watched soobin walk away, stomping after him, turning him around aggressively.

i couldn't bear to watch anymore. i couldn't do anything. they did this every day, well, every other day. it's only peaceful when soobin isn't home or if one of them is sick.

it's really tiring. i try my best to stop them, but they just won't. ignoring my screams for them to stop, ignoring my attempts to pull them apart. they just keep going. and they call me immature.

i turned around, laying my head on the back of the couch, closing my eyes, trying to shut out their screams. my hands were shaking, i couldn't breathe. this was too much. when will they ever stop?

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i heard shuffling noises near me. i groaned, yawning as i sat up. seeing yeonjun getting my clothes ready. "appa?" i called, he immediately looked up.

"oh baby you're awake! i'm sorry for what happened yesterday, just your other appa is just so... he makes me mad sometimes, okay? just don't think about it alright?" yeonjun took the blankets off me, forcing me to stand up. this was always his excuse. it was always a 'sorry' with some backlash about soobin.

"yeah." was all i said. i was tooken to the bathroom, seeing the bath that yeonjun already made. he always treats me like a baby, taking me to places even though i can obviously walk and do things on my own. but i don't say anything. for some reason, when i say one thing, he either cries or gets mad at me. again, infuriating.

after my bath, i see that my breakfast was already made, per usual. and soobin wasn't here, per usual. he's never hear during the mornings.

i sat down, eating barely my breakfast. i started eating less after this whole family did a switch. i wish things were like before.

"so, you ready for school today?" yeonjun asked with a smile that was obviously fake. i shrugged my shoulders as a reply, and see his face drop immediately. "can't you speak? are you mute? talk to me when i speak to you." yeonjun demanded with a serious tone. looking at me dead in the eye.

intimidatingly, i spoke a few words. "i-i'm sorry, yeah... i-i'm ready." i smiled, it was also fake. i tried to make it look real enough for yeonjun to be happy. and fortunately, it worked.

"that's good, any plans for today? like with that boy you like so much?" yeonjun winked me, making me blush when i understood who he was talking to.

"w-were only friends!!" i yelled, covering my face. but, that was my mistake.