our parents misdeeds are our burden to bear // Skz Disney's Descendants AU

six

Felix loves his brother.

He does, even if he'd never admit it. Saying shit like that would get his teeth kicked in. As they've grown apart and grown up he gets frustrated with him more easily but he really does love his brother. He just wishes they liked each other.

While Minho yells at them Felix zones out. He's trying to remember the last time he and Jisung truly got along. Or maybe he's trying to figure out if they ever have. He finds he doesn't have an answer for either.

When Felix and Jisung were very young, three or at most four, their mother could not tell them apart. As babies, she wrote their names on their foreheads with permanent marker, but by the time the twins could talk she let that die. She couldn't tell her own kids apart unless they told her.

She wasn't a bad mother.

Or more accurately, she could've been worse. She always made sure Felix and his brother had food, she preached that they were princes, and she didn't hit them as much as some of the other parents they knew hit their kids. She loved them, probably. At one point.  As much as anyone was capable of loving people on the Isle.

As she and her sons grew older she started liking them both less and less. Jisung reminded her too much of herself: loud and impulsive, quick to fight but slow to give up, a scrawny little Isle kid who was always reaching for more than what he had. Felix reminded her too much of their father: slow to fight but strong-willed and unwilling to lose, patience that seemingly never ends, a timid Isle child who grew up bitter; and knew anything he wanted would never be his.

She loved Jisung more than Felix at first. Probably. At least she acted like she did. She gave him her special necklace, gave him the bigger portions of the scraps they called meals, pinched his cheek, and called him her prince. It wasn't until they were roughly five it changed, seemingly for no real reason. Jisung and Felix have fought about it countless times; Jisung, wanting his place in the spotlight back, Felix, unwilling to give up the attention he'd craved so much for the first lonely years of his life.

This was probably what she'd desired to be honest. Even though their mother wasn't as bad as she could be, she was still bitter and angry, and she wanted everyone around her to be just as miserable. So she pitted her children against one another.

It was in the bigger things like giving one child more food or an elaborate present and leaving the other wanting. But it was in the smaller things too. It was complimenting one son and insulting the other. It was bandaging one son's cuts and scrapes while not even acknowledging the other's.

Maybe Felix and Jisung were doomed from the start.

Minho is still yelling when Felix zones back in. He's red in the face he's so mad. "Why do you two never think?" he demands hotly. "Felix pulled my hair! Jisung took my pen! It's always something with you two!" "You have a brother!" Jisung protests hotly, "You know what it's like!" Minho runs his hands through his hair in agitation, "My brother and I ignored each other civilly or stabbed each other and moved on!" Jisung and Felix both wince at that.

"Youch," Changbin calls out unhelpfully, paling when Minho rounds on him, putting his hands in the air pleadingly. "If I were you, I wouldn't eat anything Minho hyung gives you for the next month," Hyunjin warns in a whisper and then yelps when Minho turns to glare at him.

"Whatever," Minho announces tiredly. "We have school tomorrow," everyone groans before Jeongin pipes up, "I thought you were going to get the wand?" He looks vaguely satisfied, likely a bit glad they couldn't complete the heist without the resident thief. "The wand is locked in a magic glass case. Hence why we are going to school tomorrow. Someone, somewhere knows something about that wand. And if no human beings will talk about it, we'll raid the library after classes." Everyone groans at that.