"Taehyung-ah, now what did you do?" Yoongi hyung asks upon entering my apartment. Following him, Jimin hyung and Jungkook enter.
"Good evening, everyone." I greet them.
"Good evening, Taehyung," Jimin hyung greets me back while Yoongi hyung and Jungkook just plop on the sofa.
"Thank you." Jimin hyung hands me the dinner that him and Yoongi hyung have prepared.
"Mind answering me?" Yoongi hyung looks at me. I shrug, going to the kitchen.
"I'll help you." I hear Jungkook saying.
"I can do it," Jimin hyung offers.
"Don't worry, hyung. Stay with Yoongi hyung, and I'll help Tae."
Jungkook comes as I take orange juice from the shelf. He takes the plastic glasses and the trey. I fill them up, then he takes the trey to them.
"You guys look so close," Yoongi hyung comments, and I look at him. Is he suspecting something?
"Me and Taehyung have lots of things in common," Jungkook says nonchalantly.
"So hyung, what were you saying?" I ask, bringing some light snacks as we'll be having dinners in a few hours.
"You tell me."
"How am I supposed to know what you were saying?" I play with him.
He looks at me, done.
"His parents called," Jungkook hyung talks while giggling. "Specifically his father about some incident and wanted you and your boyfriend to apologize to them."
I scoff. "What did they say, specifically?"
"About how disrespectful you were and how you were the same, assaulting people and what not." I get a little uncomfortable as Jungkook doesn't know what really happened. I don't know how he will react. I look at him discreetly and see him listening to Yoongi hyung, biting his lips. I want to know what's going on inside his mind.
"I didn't assault anyone. I just defended myself. Ask Jungkook." I point him.
"Huh... ah — yeah, Taehyung is telling the
truth—"
"I know that you're truthful," Yoongi hyung cuts him off. "I never doubted you. Frankly speaking, I'm tired that they're treating me like a complaint box."
I feel bad for hyung that he's being dragged in my mess.
"I'm sorry, hyung—"
"Yoongi hyung, you should answer them instead of listening to them talking about Taehyung," Jungkook speaks in an angry tone. "They were so... I'm sorry, but they were so nasty people."
"You don't have to be sorry. I know them better than you." His voice nonchalant.
"Yoongi-ah, ahat are you thinking so deep?" Jimin hyung asks as the room is silent because Yoongi hyung is thinking something.
He turns his head towards me.
"Taehyung-ah, do you want to seek therapy?"
His question catches me off guard. Why is he suggesting this? It's not like I'm mentally unstable or something. Moreover, I can't afford a therapist now. I have bills and rent to pay. Even though I secured a permanent job, money is still tight. I'm trying to save as much as I can.
"Why do you ask, hyung? I'm all fine," I answer with a chuckle.
"I know, but if you go to the therapist, you may be able to understand yourself more, all your shortcomings, and the things you're good at. Therapy can also reduce some stress and depression," he explains.
I think for a moment. Do I really have depression? I don't think so. I'm happier than before. Yes, I get stressed sometimes, but I don't think I should be going to therapy.
"Thank you for your concern, hyung, but I don't think it's necessary. Besides, I can't afford it as of now."
"Well, that was my suggestion, and I'm not gonna force you, but if you think you need therapy, come to me. I'll handle the financial problem."
That's so sweet.
Jimin hyung gets up from his seat, and I follow him. Jungkook and Yoongi hyung get into a conversation, which I can't hear good. Anyway, I'm preparing the plates while Jimin hyung takes out the boxes of food that he prepared. After five minutes, we all sit down on the counter table; I sit beside Jungkook, and the couple sit beside each other.
"The food is delicious, hyung," I compliment.
"Thank you, Tae." Jimin hyung smiles.
Whilst we enjoy the food, someone's phone buzzes. It's Yoongi hyung's. He fishes it out from his pants pocket and tsks when he sees the caller ID.
"Yes," he answers the call. "No, I'm having dinner... yeah... no, I haven't, and I don't plan to. That's none of my business. I'm busy right now."
He keeps silence as he throws the phone on the table. Jungkook and I are completely baffled, but Jimin hyung is suppressing his laughter. He's the only person in the room who can laugh at Yoongi.
"Who was it?" Jimin hyung asks, biting his lower lip to avoid laughing.
"Junhye." His voice annoyed.
I instantly feel cold hearing my mother's name.
"Why did she call you?" Jungkook asks.
"To know if I have talked to Taehyung."
My coldness turns into temper. How low does she want to go just to see me suffer?
"Disgusting!" Jimin hyung mutter while tossing his food.
"Does she have any other work to do?" Questions Jungkook, annoyed.
"Go ask her," Yoongi answers in the same tone as he's also annoyed by her behavior.
"I prefer to stay home. I may throw my fists at her if I see her again."
"Chill down, Kookie. Focus on the food."
I calm him down by rubbing his thigh without thinking.
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FanfictionTaehyung loses everything when his father dies. His uncaring mother remarries, and all hell breaks down on Taehyung. His step-family hates him except his oldest step-brother. To make matters even worse, he finds out that his girlfriend is also cheat...
