Wrong Bed Φ soonhoon

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Jihoon's

Ito 'yung isa sa mga araw na nakahiga lang si Jihoon sa kama niya at kinukuting-ting ang notebook niya where he writes and keeps his composed lyrics. One fine Saturday with nothing to worry about.

Playing a guitar with the sound of it and only his vocal chords echoing in his room.

He focuses on doing his hobby. Nakakarelax ng buong pagkatao ni Jihoon ang mga araw ng tulad ng ganito. Gumaan na ang pakiramdam niya.

Not even thinking about. . . him.

It was one of those days na hindi muna makakaistorbo si Soonyoung. He texted him na may pupuntahan daw siya. Not really sure where he was but Soonyoung didn't want to tell him where.

The fact na inalagaan siya ni Soonyoung yung mga araw na nagkasakit siya, pagiging mabuting kaibigan at sa mga oras na kinailangan niya ng kasama, Jihoon increases his trust on Soonyoung.

Jihoon smirks. Not just because he was embarrassed to think of the time Soonyoung nursed him pero naggagawa niya nang matulog ng mahimbing, nag-iisip na ng matino, and not wanting to give his life for some dumb reason.

All of it was well. . . Until.

*tok tok tok tok*

Probably Soonyoung.

Hindi niya binaba ang gitara niya kundi dinala na rin ito. Making his way to the door, he felt a different presence.

*creeaaaaak*

Jihoon sees a man with his back turned, holding a bag, wearing a parka in his front door. A familiar figure.

"Uhm. . ." Jihoon stutters. Damnshit. S-si. . .

"Oh. Jihoon." the person speaks and turns around. "Ba't antagal mong buksan 'yung pinto?" the guy takes off his face mask and shades. Nagsimula nang maglakad ito papasok sa bahay ni Jihoon.

"Oh. Ano pang ginagawa mo diyan? Di mo man lang babatiin ang nakakatanda mong kapatid?" tanong nito.

Sinarado na ni Jihoon ang pinto in an awkward manner. "Hi Yoongi hyung. Nice to see you." then groans.

"Yo."

"Hindi mo sinagot nga tawag ko kagabi. Binabaan mo pa 'ko." ani ng nakakatanda.

"Aksidente kong napindot hyung. Pati. . . I called back after." Jihoon protests.

Umupo si Yoongi sa couch at itinaas ang mga paa sa coffee table. "Eh tinamad na 'kong sagutin." same old hyung.

Jihoon goes to kitchen. "May gusto ka bang inumin?"

"Wag na." sagot nito.

"Bakit ka nga pala nandito hyung? Wala kabang schedule ngayon or something na aasikasuhin sa trabaho mo?" Jihoon clangs the glasses and juice na nilalagay niya sa tray.

What hyung hates is what hyung wants.

Yoongi shushes. "Wag muna nating pag-usapan si Jimin" dagdag nito. Teka, hindi 'yun yung tinanong ko ah.

Yoongi is a solo top star/idol in Korea. Sold many albums, hit mixtapes, always no. 1 on music charts and broadcasts. A hardworking but successful artist.

Jihoon places what he carried on the coffee table. "Nandito ako para bisitahin ka. Kung ano ginagawa ng malinggit kong kapatid mag-isa." Ani ni Yoongi at nagsimula nang uminom ng juice.

Shit. Orange juice pala to-

Wait. He's drinking it.

Napataas ng kilay si Jihoon. "Hyung ayos lang ako dito. Wag ka nang mag-alala at isa pa, hindi masyadong naiiba height natin." Jihoon replies.

"Tss. Balita ko nakakuha ka n ng trabaho sa pledis." Yoongi says and looks at his brother.

"Oo hyung." ani ng nakakabata.

"Edi mabuti. Eh kayo nung ano, musta na. . .?" Yoongi asks.

"Nino?" Jihoon asks back in anxiety.

"Nung magilagid. Nakalimutan ko na pangalan."

"Sinong magilagid? Ikaw lang naman ang kilala kong ganun." Jihoon lays back on the couch.

"Sus. Denial ka pa."

Jihoon clears his throat and drinks his juice. "Mags-stay pala ako dito." ani ni Yoongi.

Nasamid si Jihoon ng marinig niya ang mga salitang 'yun. "A-ano?!" Jihoon raised his voice. Parang gumuho ang mundo niya, his brother staying in his house. NO WAY.

Kase first of all, he won't give him privacy. Second, kukulitin lang siya tungkol sa- ugh. ITS AN INVASION.

Nothing will ever be the same again if he stays here!

Jihoon stands. Wanting to protest.

"Oh kalma kalma. Tatlong araw lang naman." Yoongi smiles at the little nervous sibling. And smirks.

Bumuntong hininga si Jihoon. Relieved. Three days are okay.

"Kasi naman hyung, ano bang dinalaw mo dito?" tanong ng bata.

"I just want to see my little brother do when i'm not around. Kung may kailangan bang baguhin sa lifestyle mo dito. Hindi ko papalampasin kung ano mang gumagambala sa'yo. Lalo na sa ginawa sa'yo nung lalaking 'yun." explain ng kuya.

Napaupo na lang uli si Jihoon. No one in his family was straight. Nakakagulat lang kasi. . . Babantayan siya ng kuya niya, despite isa sa mga pinaka-busy na artista. His Yoongi hyung was there when he had no one to lean on. Lalo na yung time na. . . Nevermind. Tsk. I've becoming my brother.

"Let's establish rules first hyung." ani ni Jihoon.

"Ba't kailangan pa? Di mo ba pinagkakatiwalaan ang nag-iisa mong kapatid?" Yoongi replies.

"Hyung this is my home. My house. My rules." Jihoon says firmly.

Yoongi sighs and nods.

First, no invasion of privacy.

Kalat mo linis mo.

Don't go out unless said so. Well, Yoongi is a popular artist and ayaw madamay ni Jihoon sa anumang interviews like dispatch and paparazzis that Yoongi has a younger brother that looks identically like him.

That's privacy.

"Oh eh paano ako-"

"Ako na bibili ng kung anong gusto mong bilhin sa labas." Jihoon cuts.

"Oo na oo na." Yoongi says.

"Pero hyung, kung gusto din naman lumabas, just be careful. At. . . Make yourself at home." Jihoon says with a hidden smile.

Yoongi gets up. "You've gotten soft Jihoon. Sinong gumawa sa'yo nan?" tanong nito.

"Hmm?"

"Pahiga muna ako sa kama mo ah. Saka paggamit ng keyboard mo. Gusto ko ding matulog pala muna."

Tsk.

"Sure hyung."

xXx

Yoongi hyeong~