Y/N tries to reconnect with her family but it doesn't go as she wanted and now she is a depressed, mute 17 year old girl. When Bangtan are looking to adopt and help her, will she accept the help? What happens when it gets too much for her after one...
Today we are going shopping because I pleaded my family to take me. So, here we are. My 16-year-old brother, my 2-year-old sister and my parents. We haven't actually spent a lot of time together over the previous few years and I'm trying my hardest to reconnect us all. The fact is, I don't think they want to be with me. They're constantly happier when I'm not around. My parents only seem to pay attention to my siblings and I'm okay with that. Everybody hates me and I'm used to it. A couple hours later, on our way back, my favourite song came on and I sang along. Whilst I was singing A Thousand Years, a van next to us lost control and plunged into our car. I was the only one to live, and it's all my fault.
Present day... So now, here I am, alone, with no family. I've been in this care home for a year since all of my relatives died. No one chooses a depressed, mute, 17-year-old girl. I have recognized that fact a long time ago.
Today though, was special.
A group of guys stroll into the care home whilst I was in the living room drawing. I didn't worry to look at them since they wouldn't choose me. Who would?
Jungkook's POV
Jin has been going on about how much he wants a little sister for all of us. We would prefer at least a 5-year-old girl. I don't see why a girl but it might be because there are too much boys. Anyway, we have been informed by the court that we are authorized to foster/adopt a child or teenager but merely one. We're cool with that because we only have one unoccupied room so it makes it easier. Jin chose the care home to go to and we are on our way there now and I can't wait! After a 10 minute trip, we arrive at our destination. It's tall and sounds boisterous inside. "Oh, boy." I murmur. We all pass through the entrance and I observe a girl drawing in the living room. She acknowledges that we are here but offers no attention to us.
Your POV
Jason (The one in charge) requested the others all to come to the living room. I was about to run away but he gripped my arm, "You too, Y/N." he announced so I sit back down in my chair and return to my drawing until 7 men walk in.
"Children, I would like you to meet these men. They are hoping to adopt." Jason says and the younger ones become excited whilst I have a void expression on my face.
"Nice to meet you, my name's Kim Seokjin!"
"Hello, my name's Min Yoongi."
"Hey, my name's Jung Hoseok!"
"My name's Kim Namjoon."
"Mine is Park Jimin."
"I'm V!! Well, my actual name is Kim Taehyung but call me V please."
"My name's Jeon Jungkook."
"Okay, now kids, introduce yourselves." Jason announces.
The last one is me. I glower at Jason. He shrugs his shoulders and I groan. Taking my pen and paper, I scribble, "Y/N. I don't talk." and I show it to them.
"Why?" V asks. I just glare at him and proceed with my drawing.
"She has her reasons." Jason explains them. Thankfully, he didn't go into detail.
The boys all sit down and 10 minutes afterward, I finish my drawing, set it on the coffee table and go and have a cup of water. When I come back to the living room, everyone is gathered around my picture. V holds it up and I capture a glimpse at my own artwork.
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(a/n this isn't mine I just found it on the internet.)
I run and snatch it out of his grip. Glaring at him once again, I run out of the living room into my bedroom, slamming the door shut. After about 15 minutes, a knock fell on my door and I open it simply to discover the seven men looking to adopt. I let them all in and V starts to apologize. Waving a hand at him, I make him stop.
"Y/N, if we would want to adopt you, would you let us?" Jin asks. I glance at them, still with my lifeless expression glued on my face, and shake my head. "Why not?" Gosh, these boys certainly do like questions.
I search for a pen but I can't find one. Namjoon hands me his pen and I begin to write, "No, the younger ones deserve it more. I'm a lost cause. No one wants me. Don't lie to me. I don't have time for liars." and I hand the book to them.
"What do you mean a lost cause?" Jungkook asks and so I raise up the sleeves on both of my arms and show them the scars I have left on myself. Then, Yoongi does the same and shows his scars. "I got better," he replies, "And you can too."
