Family Struggles of the Bangtan Household (BTS ft. Stray Kids)

Appa's home!

Jungkook's POV

It's been 2 hours since school ended, and we're all home. Today was just great..Can't believe Jimin betrayed me like that! Why couldn't he tell I didn't want them to know?

Maybe he trusts the whole family more than me...Makes sense, I don't like to communicate much anymore.

It was almost dinner and I and my Hyungs were waiting. We're all watching some crime show that's on TV. 

Yoongi and Hoseok are both sitting on the right side of the couch, not paying any attention to the show by talking about some cranky teach in their high school. Jimin and Taehyung were on the left side of the couch, watching the show, while silently discussing that the people don't even seem like good cops or killers.

And then there was me, on the 1 person couch on the far left side of the room. Knees to my chest, with my grey blanket dropping down my knees onto the floor. In my hand was a black inked pen, and on my knees, with my hand gripping it to keep its balance, was my sketchbook. Which was full of secret drawings or notes that I kept from my family.I wouldn't be lying if I told you that nobody in this household has ever seen the inside of any sketchbook I own, which is about 7..and all 7 are safely hidden in my closet. Located in the very dark right corner.

All of a sudden, we heard the front door being opened...With a loud screeching noise...

"IT'S A ROBBER!" Taehyung yelled, practically scared out of his wits.

"Fuck.." Whispered Yoongie. "Someone needs to go see.. We need to vote who."

We all nod, except me... I didn't really care as long they don't choose me.

"On the count of 3!" Yoongi shouted "1...2...3..POINT TO THE PERSON YOU VOTE!"

I looked up to see 3 fingers pointing at me, belonging to Yoongi, Jimin, Hoseok.. Taehyung was pointing at Yoongi.

"Fine..." I whispered. I could feel Taehyung giving me a worried glance, but why would I care?

I walked up, hood over my head. I walked down the silent hallway leading to the corner that would bring me to the front door, where the coats and shoes are. And where a so-called 'robber' be.

I turned the corner, to see a back facing me. The mysterious person seemed to be taking off his shoes, but ended up falling with a loud thud, causing Taehyung to scream from the room, but was told to shush my the 3 oldest Hyungs.. wow.. if that was my dead body, would they care?

Then I realized... I only know one person clumsy as that.. "Appa?" I questioned.

"Kookie!" Namjoon shouted as he hugged me. I actually brought myself to hug him. My first hug in awhile, it feels nice...But sad I have to be on my tip toes..."Son! How have you been?" He asked me.

"I've been fine, come! Eomma is almost done dinner.." I could see his widened with glee, as he ran the hall way, shouted a quick "Hi kids!" and made it into the kitchen where Jin was.

I walked back down the hallway, into the living room. 

I see something that makes me so mad..My Hyungs were looking in my sketchbook... They were staring at the picture, of me and a shadow with a noose, but it's not to resemble suicide.. it resembles how I feel inside, but I doubt they think that... They must now think I'm an emo weirdo.

"Um.." They turned to see me, staring at them with my hood still over my head. "Why are you guys looking in my sketch..book.." I questioned them.

"Jungkook.. lift up your sleeves. We need to confirm." I just stared wide-eyed at him. Did I forget to mention I cut sometimes...when I'm very stressed? Well..I do...Haha..

I shook my head no, not wanting to lift up my sleeves.

"Kookie!" Taehyung shouted trying to get near me, but I backed away, causing him to look even sadder.

"Jungkook..why won't you lift up your sleeves?" Hoseok question. "I...I..D...Don't wanna" Damn my stuttering.

"Jungkook..!" Yoongi and Jimin sad at the same time, in very stern voices.

"G..Gotta blast!" I turn to the stairs to make a bolt for it.

"No! Get back here!" I hear Jimin yell. I made it to the second step before I tripped as someone grabbed one of my legs. I look to see Taehyung is the one who did it. "L-Lemme go!" I felt the verge to cry... I didn't want them to find out.

"Kookie just lift up your sleeves!" He pleaded. "N-No! I can't!" I started to cry but kept the tears in.

Before he could say anything else, I used my free leg to kick him off and ran up the rest of the way up the stairs, Hoseok and Jimin were behind me... There's no use running into my room so I made an escape for the bathroom. Once I get in, I made sure to lock the door. I turned around to see Yoongi standing there.

"Oh shit!" I yelled. I unlock the door to run again, and I see Jimin, Hoseok, and Taehyung blocking the door. "Let me go!" I practically yelled at them. They pushed me in and locked the door.

"Lift up your sleeves.." Yoongi said from behind. "Or you're not leaving."

"Never!"

They all shared looks and nodded. I felt myself shaking. 

"Then we'll use force..." Jimin said.

"Grab his legs," Yoongi ordered Hoseok and Taehyung, and they did so. I thrashed around trying to free my legs. I felt my arms being held above my head, as Yoongi started to roll down the sleeves.

"S-stop!" I was practically crying now, I didn't want them to know.

I heard gasps, and I felt my arms and legs released, as they just try to figure out what they saw. On my arms, where cuts, and a phew words that I've been called...

I crawled to the corner of the bathroom, and brought my knees to my chest, as I cried. My Hyungs staring at me with disbelief. I heard them speak, and a door open. I felt Taehyung rub my arms in a calming way. 

Before I knew it, Jin (Eomma) Was in front of me. Trying to make me stop crying. After 5 minutes, they realize I won't talk. So Yoongi told him what they saw and how they made me show them. I heard Jin gasp and kept asking why to me.

Then Appa (Namjoon) walked in and asked whats wrong. Again, Yoongi told him what happened. And now both my parents are asking me to take my hood off.

I did as I was told since I didn't want to be forced again. My parents saw the cuts, and Jin swore and asked Namjoon to help him pick me up, which wasn't needed, since Jin picked me up in one go, surprised at how light I was. 

he carried me to my room, everyone following from behind. He placed me on my bed and told me to sleep. As soon as my head hit the pillow I immediately went into my nightmare land...

Tomorow they're all going to make me talk

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1173 words! Well, now we know I can't write. ;-;

Well, hope you guys like the story so far! Sorry if the story line is confusing!