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Yoongi and Taehyung had been living well at the orphanage, they were one of the only few kids there who liked to study, the duo would spend most of their time in orphanage's school, reading books, not just story books, they would read things like encyclopedias, to the others, the two brothers seemed to have moved on from their past, but as soon as the two would be alone in their little dorm, they would cry into each other's embrace, they missed their brothers and mother so much, not getting to see them made their tiny, fragile hearts ache, they wanted to go back home, that is why they would spend most of their time studying, they fully believed that if they studied well enough their parents would come and take them back home.
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"Yoongi-ah, Taehyung-ah, are you two ready for today?" Hye-da asked the two boys, the duo looked away and began shuffling their feet and fidgeting with their fingers. Today was visiting day, parents or families would come to visit every month and pick a child to adopt, after visiting day, if a child got adopted, then there would be a farewell party and if no one got adopted, then foster week would start, some kids would be picked -those who hadn't been fostered in a while or those who had never been fostered- and then would be sent off to foster homes.
Yoongi and Taehyung never really liked the whole ordeal, no one wanted to adopt kids with ugly scars across their faces and one who was blinded in one eye, and it wasn't like the adoptive families could just choose one of the two to adopt, as the orphanage was not keen on separating siblings, they made it their policy that if someone wanted to adopt one of the two siblings, the other would have to be adopted by them as well. So, the two brothers were never picked for adoption, and neither were they ever fostered, all the foster families rejected the two. But it didn't matter to the boys anyway, they didn't want a new family, they just wanted to go back to their home.
"Y-yeah..." The two nodded together.
"Good, come on now, let's get to the auditorium." Hye-da smiled.
The adoption day went uneventful, which meant that foster week would follow.
"Yoongi, Tae, guess who has been selected to get fostered this time..." Yeong-Ho told the duo.
"..Us?" Yoongi wondered.
"Yup! That's right! Your foster father will be coming to pick you up tomorrow." Yeong-Ho said, "You should go and rest and pack up your stuff."
Both of them nodded and went to their room to 'rest'.
"I-I don't want a new dad, Yoonie hyung..." Taehyung pouted.
"Neither do I, Taetae, but we have no choice." Yoongi sighed.
Both of them packed their bags and then went to bed, snuggled up next to eachother.
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"Wakey-wakey, kiddos, your foster father is here." Hye-da spoke softly as she gently shook the two kids.
The boys got up, they rubbed their eyes, and blinked blearily at her.
"We don' wan' go, noona." Yoongi mumbled.
"Don't send us away, please noona!" Taehyung whined.
"Come on, kids, it's not as bad as you think, your new foster father will take care of you, and I will come over every month to check on you, okay?" Hye-da tried to convince the pair.
The duo nodded reluctantly and got ready.
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"N-no! I don't want to go! I won't go!" Yoongi screamed, he was currently hiding behind Hye-da, the man who was his brother's and his 'foster father' looked intimidating and he had already forcefully picked up Taehyung, the latter was crying, he did not want to be carried by a stranger.
"Don't be difficult, Yoongi, go now, I'll visit every month, okay?" Hye-da said, gently nudging Yoongi towards the man who spared no time in grabbing the eight-year-old's hand. The man bowed to Hye-da and walked off, it seemed like they were going to walk to the man's house.
While walking, Yoongi glanced upwards to see the man, he had a very stern face and was wearing formal business attire, to the eight-year-old, the man's demeanor seemed scary. Yoongi saw Taehyung glance at him with scared eyes, the slightly older boy gave a soft smile to reassure his dongsaeng.
"My name is Chung-Doh and I will be your foster father, I own a very big company, I prefer that you refer to me as 'father' not 'dad', I will be very busy, you two mustn't annoy me, you are expected to obey me and not go against me." The man, Chung-Doh spoke authoritatively.
After walking for a while, they came to a stop in front of a mansion in the middle of nowhere.
Chung-Doh opened the front door, "Welcome home~" He sing-songed in a monotone voice as he put Taehyung down.
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"BAEK SEOKJIN AND BAEK JIMIN! COME HERE RIGHT NOW!" Suecheon's voice boomed through the mansion, making everyone inside flinch, two boys slowly walked up to the raging figure on the couch. "WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THIS SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!" Their father yelled, slamming two report cards down on the table. "WHY ARE YOUR GRADES LOWER THAN AN A+?!"
Both the boys stared at the ground and shuffled their feet.
"ANSWER ME!" Suecheon shouted.
"W-we a-re s-sor-ry, d-dad..." Jin spoke, his voice breaking.
"W-we g-got l-less g-gra-des b-bec-au-se w-we co-couldn't s-stu-dy d-during ex-ams be-cause we w-were i-in-jured..." Jimin explained as he quivered in fear.
"Are you blaming ME for YOUR bad grades?!" Suecheon exploded.
"N-no d-dad I-" Jimin tried to reason but got cut off by their father bringing his belt down on the boy's back.
"You might as well get more injured if you are going to be useless and not study." Suecheon smirked.
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Namra and her other sons' heart ached everytime they heard Jin and Jimin's painful screams but they were helpless, Suecheon had locked them all in the boys' room so they could not interfere with the 'punishment'. Namra had tried everything she could to break the door or open it but all of it was futile.
After 30 minutes, the door flew open and Suecheon dragged in a half-conscious Jin and an unconscious Jimin into the room, he layed them on the floor, on their stomachs and left without saying another word. Namra slowly lifted her sons' t-shirts to access their wounds, only to see their backs covered with different coloured bruises and several gashes which were bleeding, she quickly called in the nurse who tended to them immediately, after which all of the boys fell asleep.
Namra looked at her sons who were sleeping, they looked peaceful, she just wished they could live peaceful lives as well.
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Meanwhile in another city, two other boys were also getting punished. What for? For looking around in their new house. They were getting beat by a bat for looking around. The sound of their ribs cracking filled the air mixed with their cries for help. The slightly younger boy had already passed out from the pain, while the older one was on the verge of getting knocked out.
'Please save us mommy...' The boy thought before the darkness consumed him.
A/N:
I have a question, Am I sadistic?! Why am I being so cruel to children? welp, it is what it is. I hope you enjoyed this chapter~~
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