BTS imagines

Angst// little sister

You were screaming out your lungs as the two mc's were announcing the top male group award, you excitedly shook Jungkook's arm as they opened the envelope.

"THE BEST MALE ARTIST IS EXO!!"

Your arms fell to the side of your body, as you nervously looked over to your brothers. You gulped seeing their saddened faces, their smiles weak as they clapped.

You knew they weren't okay

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Going home first you quickly prepared their favorite meals to cheer them up.

Once the door creaked, and the tired group walked in, you started your mission. "Welcome home!" You smiled, leading them to the table.

"I prepared your favorite! Don't be so down! There a always next year!" You said confidently, slapping Jimin's arms to brighten his gloomy meal.

"Y/N, you don't know how hard we worked this year. This meant everything" Yoongi admitted, his voice soft.

Your mood dropped, but you had to make your brothers happy.

"Let's eat! It's your favorite!" You sat down in your assigned chair. "Why are you so happy? Are you happy we lost?" Taehyung blurted, sending glares towards you.

"Are you cheering that Exo won? Why don't you go to their celebration party huh?!" Jungkook raised his voice, startling you.

"No, that's-"

"It surely seems like it" Jimin stopped you, his voice distant and cold.

"Makanaes!" Jin raised his voice, paring towards the three young ones. Your head steeped low as you but your lip.

You denied their comments, it wasn't true. "Y-You guys eat, I'm going to go to my room" you pushed your chair out and slumped towards your room.

"She deserved it" you heard Yoongi scoff.

You didn't let it affect you, you were determined.

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||Next day||

You made special seaweed soup, putting all your lie and efforts in it. You set up the table smiling at your efforts. "Ah! Jin oppa! Come eat!" You motioned over the oldest brother. "Can you actually stop acting so happy?" Jin scolded, his sudden tone of dominance frightening you a bit.

"It is really annoying" Namjoon sighed, sitting down at the table. "Jungkook is probably right" Hoseok scoffed loudly, looking down at the soup you made.

You smile turned into a thin line at their harsh comments. You were scared.

But you didn't let the words get to you. "Eat up! You need to it to win next year! You need to beat Exo! You deserve it-"

The bowl full of rice was thrown at your head. "Just shut up" Yoongi yelled, his voice powerful and stern unlike his normal quiet voice.

"Your so useless, all you do is smile! Are you actually sad that we lost!?" Taehyung yelled to you, his fist slamming on the table.

"Why did we even pick you up from the streets that day?" Jungkook monotone voice echoed.

Your eyes went wide, your brothers roughly past you. Their shoulders brushing yours harshly.

You never thought the people you admired for so ping will betray you like this.

But, you were used to it.

Being thrown out.

After all that's what happens with your parents.

You decided to leave silently, you didn't want to trouble them. You locked your room door, leaving the key on the counter.

Dragging your back out of the house, you bowed towards it.

You were still thankful.

You walked away from the house, your head hanging low as you felt the familiar sensation of tears sting your eyes.

You were alone again

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PART 2 COMING SOON