After the match and the school's activities they got to go home safely, however Y/n isn't in the right condition, where both of her parents started to fight, she was glad she couldn't hear any of the words they say, it would be so much worst to hear them fight, especially if you are the cause of the fight. She cried inside her room as she witnessed ger parents throwing plates at eachother. She could clearly know ehat they arw fighting about. It's not just the way they fight, they are like killing eachother, her mother have small cuts over her feet from the broken pieces that her father have thrown near her mother. Same with his father where she saw a huge cut on his arm. She never witnessed something bad like this before. In under circumstances her maids are worried about her. They bought her some spare plate with cookies on them and a glass of milk. They didn't say furthermore but left the room. You couldn't take all this fights amd shouting, it's making you insane. It's never good to have yourself locked up in a room where your parents are fighting. It's just got worse when your mother didn't even come to your room and see if you are okay. You couldn't take all this commotion happenkng inside your house. You need to breathe somehow have a fresh and clear mind before going back to school for tomorrow. You packed your things that you need for school, you packed up your uniform and your other things that you might need. You wore a black ripped jeans and black hoodie and a black cap. Usually the outfit of a runaway teenager. But she isn't running away, she wanted to leave for a moment, to let ger parents realize that she was there, hurting and in pain.
As she dropped some of her things from the second floor, she hopped down and run the opposite way. She sure do remember where Jeon lives. She wanted companion at this moment. She keep her level low as she slang her backpack on her shoulders, tracking Jeon's phone. It was dark and a few street lights are barely lighting up the street, so it's hard to see what's upon you. Y/n madr her way towards the arrow where the tracker is pointing at.
"Jeon where are you?" She murmured while sneaking her way to a familiar house. She sneak in and knocked. Surprisingly a women a little older than Y/n answered the door.
"Who are you?" She stared at the woman's lips. "U-um. I-is Jeon Kim around?" Y/n asked a little bit shy. The woman's face lighten up as a smile appeared on her young face. "Ah! Jeon Kim you have a visitor!" The woman opened her mouth wide, it looks like she's shouting. "Uh... why are you here at this hour? Its already dark." Y/n nodded as she stared at the woman's lips. "Uh... I-we...um...I forgot to return something." Y/n stuttered for words as Jeon came running down the stairs wearing a tank top. "Uh...Y/n! What are you doing here? Uh...Aunt why didn't you tell me it was Y/n." Jeon said in embarrassment as he cover his shoulders with an awkward smile. "She didn't tell me her name." Her Aunt replied staring at his nephew's situation. She smirked and walked away. "Why won't you invite your friend inside." Jeon's aunt said. "Uh...yeah...Y/n come in." Jeon said opening the door enough for Y/n to fit. Jeon scratch the back of his neck as he stood awkwardly in his place. "W-what made you come here at this time?" Jeon asked, Y/n stared at his lips that made Jeon more uncomfortable. "Uh... I-I forgot to return this to you." Y/n pulled out a ballpen. "Oh I thought I lost it! Thanks for bringing it back, you know you could have return it tomorrow." Jeon asserted. Y/n mentally face-palmed herself as Jeon couldn't get the point. "Uh, can we talk outside?" Y/n suggested she could see Jeon's auntie staring at them both. "Great idea." Jeon glanced at his Auntie and his auntie mouthed 'what?' As Jeon closed the door behind him. "So, what brings you here?" He asked once again. "My parents fought. And I need a place to stay, and yours is all I know and the closest." Y/n replied. Jeon made an 'o' with hid mouth mouthing 'sorry to hear that' Y/n smiled. "It's fine. I'm really sorry to bother you." Y/n said. Jeon shook his head 'no' and answered. "You're not bothering me. You could sleep on my bed and I'll be on the couch." Jeon said as he opened the door for them to come in and stay warm. "Auntie, she will be staying here for tonight. She doesn't have anyone with at her house." Jeon said covering Y/n. "Oh okay. Y/n have you eaten dinner yet?" His Auntie asked. "Come on, don't be shy. The food is still warm." His Auntie said preparing some plates. "Okay. Thanks." Y/n replied. Jeon stood beside Y/n in an uncomfortable position. He tapped Y/n's shoulder amd spoke. "I'll prepare the bed." Jeon said as he started running up stairs in a fast pace. As Jeon's Auntie placed the plates in fromt of Y/n she started to ask questions. "So, you live in this subdivision too?" His Auntie asked. "Ah, yes." Y/n replied as she fill up her mouth. "This is really good." Y/n said complimenting the food. "Oh, thanks. Eat well Hun." Jeon's Auntie stared at Y/n for a while. "You're very pretty you know." Y/n blushed at the compliment. "Thank you." She smiled scooping the last bite as she shove it inside her mouth. "Do you like Jeon?" His Auntie asked which made Y/n choke on her food. "Honey are you okay?" The Aunt said patting Y/n's back as she cough. "Auntie I heard that!" Jeon called out, his Auntie laughed while Y/n drank some water, not hearing Jeon's voice.
As the night passed Jeon and Y/n laid uncomfortably. Jeon started talking, he knew Y/n wouldn't hear him. He started talking about his parents. It was like talking to himself but with someone else that won't listen to him. The person that won't judge him. "Good night Jeon. Thank you for letting me stay here." Y/n spoke as she shift to the other side curling up into a ball. Y/n had her hearing aid, that means she heard mostly of it. The hearing aid made her hear things but not too loud, just low voice that aren't very clear. But she felt it in Jeon's tone of voice.
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Dyslexia (Kim Taehyung)#SaveMeAwards2018(REVISING)
Fanfiction"Mr Kim!" someone called out. I looked up to see Ms. Shioxang called pointing her index at me with blazing eyes. She wore a pair of glasses, her hair are tied up neatly, she wore her uniform neatly as she glared at me with knitted teeth. "yes ma'am...
