3rd person
Jin woke up to a door slam. He turned to the side and saw his dad come in with a bleeding fist. He gulped and felt Namjoon move. He was sat on the floor next to him. He looked at Jin who was looking at their parents.
"Hey. What happened there? What's wrong with your hand?" His mum held his dad's hand.
"The prick hit me so i hit him back..." He shrugged. Namjoon watched Jin bit his lip and hide half of his face in a pillow, now laying on his stomach.
"What did he say?"
"He was drinking, it smelt awful in there. I really feel bad for him, Jin i mean. I walked straight in and he thought i was him and so shouted for me to get inside the room so he could punish me for not coming home... Jin must have it really bad. We started fighting and i said that we should take Jin in as our own because he is now and he said he doesn't give a shit, that it would be better if the kid was dead because to him he is."
Jin hid the rest of his face in the pillow and started shaking...crying. Namjoon reached up and stroked his hair softly.
"I said," His dad carried on. "That he doesn't deserve to be a father because of what he does and he said to get Jin away from him then...I-i think it would be better if the two moved to a house near here, for Jin to move in with Namjoon but he would have to quit his job..."
His mother nodded.
"That would be for the best..."
"I said he was a terrible person so he punched me in the stomach and then i punched him in the face..."
"Does your hand hurt?" Jin stood up from the sofa.
"yeah, a little..." Namjoon tried to get Jin to sit back down but he stood in the middle of the room and bowed down 90 degrees.
"I-i'm sorry..." He took shaky breaths. "I'm really sorry." Namjoon stood up and watched two tears fall to the floor. "I'm sorry he hurt you." He stayed facing down until he felt his dad pull him up and hug him.
"It's okay, it's fine...How could he hate someone like you?" He pulled back and looked at Jin. "You're going to stay with us now, okay? No more going to him..." Jin nodded. He went upstairs and shut his bedroom door, ringing someone up.
"Hello? Yeah, hey Hoseok...thing is...I'm moving so i can't work at coffee cakes anymore...I know, i'll return my uniform soon, thanks," Namjoon came in at the moment. "I'll miss you too, bye."
"Who's that?"
"Work...I quit." Namjoon sat next to Jin.
"Wanna watch a film?"Jin nodded.
"Let me get a drink first." Jin went downstairs and his phone went off. Namjoon leaned over to see what it said.
Text from 'Hoseok, our hope, our angel XD'
Oh, it's him...The hyper one.
H: Oh i forgot to say, happy birthday, i wont be able to text so i'll send you it now because it's in 3 days.
3 days...Namjoon was getting his cast off in 2 days and the next day...was Jin's birthday. This would be awesome.
"I'm back!" Jin called, coming in with a glass of water. Namjoon whipped his head away from the screen, smiling. "What?" Jin asked, sitting back down. Namjoon stopped smiling and held his throat.
"Nothing...I'm just gonna get a drink as well."
"I could have got you one if you had asked."
"Yeah, one sec." Namjoon bolted down the stairs.
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FanfictionNamjoon is a rich boy. His dad is the manager of a very powerful company and so he has his own house and lots of money. Jin however, has only one parent. His mother died a while ago and he is stuck with his father who avenges her death by blaming an...
