"VROOM VROOM!" 4 year old Yoongi exclaimed as he was playing with his toy cars, cautious not to be loud as he did want to disturb his drunken father. His Mother was in the kitchen cooking her, and her husband's dinner, and making Yoongi's "special" dinner, which was just a plain slice of bread and a couple pieces of raw veggies. When Yoongi saw his mother cooking his dinner, he became extra happy, a slice of bread and five or six pieces of vegetables, was a big upgrade from the one bowl of rice he ate for dinner every night.
"VROOM VROOM!" Yoongi said louder, crashing his cars together, having the time of his life, until the wheel of his favourite car came off. Yoongi was in shock, he tried to hold his tears back, but he failed, he started wailing, waking up his drunk father who hated it when his son cried.
"YOONGI-AH! What did I say about crying, huh? Are you a girl? Boys don't cry!" His appa yelled.
"Sorry appa," Yoongi cried.
"Sorry? Sorry is no good. Does Yoongi need to go to the naughty room"
"No appa, Yoongi's sorry. Yoongi won't cry again," Yoongi said as he wiped his tears.
Yoongi hated the naughty room. It was just a small room, with no light where his appa would come into and beat him.
"I think Yoongi needs to go into the naughty room," his appa snapped as he picked up Yoongi to bring him to the basement. The toddler started kicking and screaming, praying that his appa was just joking.
"A-Appa, Y-Yoongi-i i-is s-sorry," Yoongi trembled, but his father had no remorse, his father walked slower so he could saveur the look of fear in Yoongi's eyes.
As they passed by the kitchen, he looked at his eomma. His eomma was throwing out the dinner she made for Yoongi, but she had this smirk on her face, a smirk of hate, a smirk that would haunt Yoongi for the rest of his life.
The smirk that reminded him that he was unlovable.
"APPA!" 17 year old Yoongi yelled.
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