𝖀𝖘 𝖜𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖙 𝖌𝖔 𝖎𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖔𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 -😉
⚠️WARNING!
DON'T READ ANY OF THE ONESHOTS BEFORE YOU READ THE GIVEN WARNINGS IN THE TOP.
IT CAN BE OFFENSIVE FOR SOME!! DON'T REPORT ME.
THERE'S BUNCH OF NASTY STUFFS IN HERE.
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Warning - Mature Content ahead, it's BP, if you are uncomfortable please don't read. I have already given warning. I don't want this book to be cancelled. 🥲
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"Your favourite cousin is coming back."
This text alone was everything that could make someone happy and jump in excitement but not for Sunoo. No.
He is not Sunoo's favourite cousin, he has never been Sunoo's favourite, it was a mocking text from him that clearly told younger, "This shit is going to start again."
Sunoo's lip curled in disgust at seeing the word, Favorite? Hardly. The message was from Jake, his cousin who had a twisted sense of humor and his words were like a taunt, a reminder of the torment Sunoo had endured.
Sunoo threw his phone onto the bed, flopping back dramatically.
"No, not after six years. Not again." he groaned kicking his feet in the air in a fit of petulant anger and paused to look at the message one more time before letting out a loud exaggerated sigh and thrashing his feet again.
The bed creaked under his weight as he sat up with disheveled hair and face scrunched up in annoyance.
With a huff, he scrambled off his bed, storming downstairs with an urgency that bordered on theatrical, his mother was in the kitchen, about to wash dishes, completely oblivious to the agitation in her son's mind.
Sunoo skidded to a halt beside her, grabbing her arm in a desperate grip. "Mom! Why is he coming?" he whined in a high-pitched and childlike voice as he buried his face in her arm and nudged his head while she shook her head in defiance.
She barely glanced at him, her hands busy with collecting dishes. "Sunoo, you should make up with him. He's not your enemy," she said calmly, and yes, she is used to Sunoo's dramatic outbursts whenever it came to see his relatives.
"He is! I hate him! He almost killed me." Sunoo retorted in disbelief, flinging his arms wide for a moment, he spun around, his clenched fists raised in the air as if he were preparing for a boxing match, before flopping into a chair at the dining table, letting his head drop onto the surface with a loud thud.
His mother sighed, shaking her head as she washed the dishes. "It was a mistake, Sunoo-ya. He even apologized to us."
"Also, he is your cousin. Be nice to him." she added, her voice slightly scolding.
Sunoo sat up, crossing his arms and legs together, looking towards his mom in defiance and slight annoyance. "Mom! You are supposed to support me, not defend him." he grumbled tossing his hair back with a flick of his head.
"Plus, he's not my cousin. He is your cousin brother's son." Sunoo corrected, his voice dripping with disdain. "And I have full rights to hate Jake."
He folded his arms tighter, pouting like a spoiled child, while the mere thought of Jake's return made his blood boil.
