Broken [DISCONTINUED]

- Chapter Nine -

Kim Seokjin

Although my arm hurts badly, I still tried to have a smile on my face. Namjoon sat next to me in Jungkook's car as we headed home. We promised Namjoon we would pick up his things on the way home as he's now going to be living with us.

"Namjoon, you awake?" Jungkook asked as we pulled up at Namjoon's former home. I turned to see him asleep as he leaned his head on the window. I smiled softly, remembering a trip I had with Myungjun and his mother, who was my own mother's sister. I loved her more than my own mother because she treated me like her own son - unlike my real mother who treated me like a servant.

"Namjoon?" I gently shook him awake. He fluttered his eyes open, his dark eyes looked at me cutely before looking around at his surroundings like a lost child. I giggled at his innocence.

"Hyung? Why are we here?" Namjoon mumbles as Jungkook turns to face him, "We're collecting your things as you're gonna be living with us from now on."

"Oh." He yawned cutely as we all got out and helped Namjoon collect his things that his landlord was nice enough to let him stay one more night before forcing him out onto the streets.

Once everything was packed into the boot, Jungkook started the car and started the fifteen minute drive home. Home... it feels weird to say that but in a good way. I never felt 'home' when I was living with Yoongi and his parents.

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"YOONGI! Why are you taking so long?" Hoseok's voice rang through the small house as Yoongi stared at his reflection in the mirror of Hoseok's private bathroom. Why was I such an asshole to my brother? He didn't deserve it... He sighs before opening the door to see Hoseok standing outside. He quickly noticed the sadness in Yoongi's eyes.

"Yoongi... Whats wrong?" Hoseok asked softly as Yoongi cried silent tears, soaking Hoseok's thin shirt - not that Hoseok minded anyway.

"I feel bad for forcing Seokjin to live with us." Yoongi mumbled, his voice muffled slightly from Hoseok's shirt.

"Why? You've never felt like this before. Since when did you have sympathy for Seokjin?" Hoseok stroked the hair of the mint-haired boy as he shook his head.

"I know Hoseok but the way he stood up for himself made me realise how much pain we've caused him - us and my parents who are now dead..."

"Don't worry about him. He wasn't a sibling to you but a servant." Hoseok muttered as Yoongi pulled away slightly from Hoseok's arms, "True. He was." Deep inside, Yoongi felt guilty for admitting that he agreed with Hoseok.

Yoongi left Hoseok and went to his room alone to think. He could hear Hoseok muttering on the other side of the door.

"Yoongi? Are you okay? You know if you want to talk, I'm always here." Yoongi rolled over so his back was to Hoseok. You wouldn't understand me... He thought as tears welled in his eyes. He wished that Seokjin could have experienced the same love their parents, Jei and Cao had given him. Yoongi may have been a happy seventeen-year-old but deep down, he regrets everything, especially the way he's treated Seokjin.

"Omma... Appa... I need you..." Yoongi cries softly as he drifts into a dreamless sleep with Hoseok leaning against his door, unknown to the fact that he's drifted off to sleep.

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"Seokjin, can you wake Taehyung and Namjoon-ah for me?" Seokjin nodded as he left the kitchen to wake his hyung and friend up. He decided to wake Namjoon up first so they can prank Taehyung. As todays Saturday, Jungkook had planned for all of them to stay at home and do whatever but Jungkook promised he would go with Seokjin to SM Entertainment. As Namjoon's birthday was coming up, it was the perfect excuse to leave the house.

"Namjoonie... Wake up!" Seokjin sang as he gently shook the snoring eighteen-year-old white-blonde boy awake. Namjoon groans before rolling over but instead he rolled face-first onto the floor, landing with a hard thump.

"Ow..." He groans again before looking at Seokjin through his messy bed hair.

"I thought I was dreaming when I heard an angelic voice but turns out it was you." Namjoon ran a hand through his hair to try and tame it as he got up from the tangle of blankets on the floor.

"Hurry up and get dressed. I wanna prank Taehyung to get him out of bed." Namjoon nodded as Seokjin left him alone to have a shower and get dressed.

A few minutes later, Namjoon emerged from his room looking more awake than he was ten minutes ago.

"Namjoon! You're finally awake!" Jungkook grinned as Namjoon walked into the kitchen, seeing his hyung and friend working together in the kitchen.

"Morning hyung, Seokjin." Namjoon greets as he goes over to the table, "What did you want to do to Taehyung-hyung?" Namjoon grabs an apple nearby and takes a large bite out of it.

"Well, I was hoping for you and Seokjin-ah to wake up Taehyung but I think Seokjin has already left to do it." Jungkook looks around to see Seokjin gone and an ear-splitting scream fills the small home.

"JEON JUNGKOOK!" Taehyung yelled as he goes down to the kitchen with a laughing Seokjin behind him.

"Jeon Jungkook."

"Yes Tae?" Jungkook looks at him innocently as Seokjin and Namjoon snigger behind him. Seokjin had expertly applied makeup to Taehyung's face (Joker face makeup!) and then poured cold water upon his face. Makeup ran down his face, making him look worse than before from the water. Jungkook bit his lip to stop the laughter but the two teens found it impossible as Namjoon finally cracked.

"Oh my god Taehyung! What on earth happened to your face?" Namjoon cackled as Taehyung glared at him harshly.

"Seokjin, good job!" Jungkook nodded to Seokjin with a grin as Taehyung stormed off to clean himself up. Namjoon looked to Seokjin with astonishment written all over his face, "You did that?"

"Yeah I did but the idea was actually Jungkook's but I had the idea of the makeup and water." Seokjin grinned.

Once Taehyung was cleaned up, he came back to find his boyfriend and his two students chatting away.

"Jungkook, was that of your idea?" Taehyung spoke up, scaring the three males in the kitchen. Jungkook looked at Taehyung innocently.

"Why would it be me? It could've been Seokjin or Namjoon." He reasoned as Taehyung looked at him unsure.

"Really Jungkook? Really? I've lived with you for two years and I know you." Jungkook sighed, giving in.

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I'm really sorry for leaving the chapter here. I've lost the motivation to continue the story and as much as I would like to continue it, I can't. I don't know if I'll unpublish it or leave it up...

~ Zeera