TWINS - BTS fanfic

Chapter 1 [ Trouble ]

They found out.
(A/N:eheh😂)

"You wretch! Come here right now!"
"No! Don't hit me, father. It wasn't me!"
"Then who was it?" He asked.
"Taemin." She said smirking.
"Uh, that whore?Of course..." He nodded. " Thank you, my daughter, you can go now".
The girl sighed and chirped: "Thanks father~" before going away.
"TAEMIN, YOU RASCAL! COME HERE! " He yelled.

TM's POV

He yelled. He... He 's the one who ruined my life, after giving it to me.
He's ruining his own artwork, duh.
By the way, I' m Kim Taemin, 17, sophomore, Kim Taehyung's younger twin.
He's my only family, as of now. We're really close, I only talk to him, I'm not really friendly to people. He has friends tho (who I never talked to because I keep hiding from them).

Anyways, back to us.
I was curled up on my bed, in the dark, arms crossed over my knees. I hoped he wouldn't call for me, half-heartedly.
He always does when he 's drunk (like now) and he always beats me up when he calls for me (like now).
"God... Maybe if I wait he' ll stop" I thought. Ahahah. Fun.
Seconds later I was being thrown down the stairs, then kicked, then hit with a glass. Stings like hell. There must have been wine in there too.
In 15 minutes, he was in his room, sleeping, while I was on the kitchen floor, panting. After a while, I got up and headed to the bathroom, not bothering to clean up the bloody room, knowing it wouldn't be clean for long, anyways.

V's POV

I was hanging out with my friends after school so I got home late.
Not like I care, I hate home.
But as I opened the door and walked in, chills ran down my spine: it was strangely silent.
Not the calming type of silence, more like the overwhelming type of silence.
I walked to the kitchen. The light was still on, but no one was there. Nothing. Except blood. I also think I know whose it is, I've seen it way too often lately. I know it's hers.
I hurry to the bathroom. Ah, there she is.
Oh my. Her arm had a big cut and there was a glass shard in her temple. Of course the bruises were just decorations.

TM's POV

"MinMin!" I heard. I turned around to see : "TaeTae!" Finally a smile made his way to my face after a long time.
"What happened?" He said hurrying to me. I kept my arm in my hand, and told him: "You know already... He did it. Mara said it was my fault and he yelled a-and then he-" He hugged me. Warmly. "Ssh, it's okay now. It's over now" he whispered.

I calmed down after a few shaky breaths. He then led me to the sink to wash my cuts, starting from my arm. Then he leaned my head gently to the side to wash my temple, his fingers ghosting over the big bruise. "It hurts, Tae. Stop!" I whined, but he didn't stop 'till it was clean. Then he bandaged me and we went in my (*our) room. He mostly sleeps here, that's why.
I took a pair of black shorts and one of Tae' s Tshirts to change into. Meanwhile, Tae also changed into his PJs. Even tho he's older, since we're twins I always call him Tae or TaeTae. I rarely call him oppa.
I jumped on my bed and waited for him to come over. I pulled him by his shirt and he sat with his back against the headboard. He embraced me, and we laid there, under the covers, where I could hear his heartbeat and he could smell my mint shampoo. And we both fell asleep, just like that.

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This is the actual start of the story aaand I know it's not very good but I'm gonna develop and upgrade my writing skills on the way. I'm also thinking of writing other short stories, not fanfics, but Im not sure yet. Im always fascinated by them when I read some (especially sad ones~) =3