FATE // vminkook

11

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  Taehyung froze in fear and glances over to the other two boys who watched him in confusion. They didn't understand why he was so stiff all the sudden. The door creaked open, making Taehyung stand up getting ready to see his father, but he saw dark black hair peek into the room.

He gasped when his older sister walked in. She stopped when she saw him, "Taehyung, what are you doing here?"

"Where did you go?" He asked, running to her and pulling her into a hug. She hugged back and Taehyung smiled as he started to tear up in happiness.

She pulled back, "I'm not staying." She frowned when she saw her brothers smile fall.

"What?"

She sighed and caresses his head, "I just came to get a few more things."

"You can't leave me again!" Taehyung pathetically said, not believing that should would do this.

"I have to."

"I know what happened! I know what he did, but I won't let it happen again, don't leave," he begged, grabbing her arm, but she pulled it away, looking over at the other two who have been watching the whole thing.

"Taehyung shut the fuck up," she hissed, going to the closet and started to get her things. Taehyung was crying as he watched her.

"Why would you leave me?" He sniffled.

She stopped moving and huffed, "Taehyung. I'm doing this for you."

Taehyung shook his head and hugged her again so she couldn't move. She struggled until she finally pushed him off. He fell on the bed, looking up at her as she zipped her bag up.

"Why!?" He yelled, surprising Jimin and Jungkook who uncomfortably sat in the corner and watched their friend lose his sister. Again.

She glared at him, "Stop acting like a fucking baby! You are so damn weak, I swear. Grow up and do something," she said, not wanting to leave him weak. He needed to end their father. Something she couldn't do.

Taehyung didn't say anything as she stormed out. He sat at the edge of his bed, staring at the door that she just left out of. His tears had stopped running, and his eyes started to sting since he hasn't blinked in a while.

"Oh, Taehyung," Jimin whispers, coming over and sitting beside him. He raps his arm around his shoulder, letting him rest his head on him.

"She's the sister you said cared for you?"

Taehyung looked up at Jungkook blankly, "She does. Or she did."

"What was she talking about?" Jungkook asks, sitting on the other side of Taehyung.

Taehyung shrugged. He didn't want to tell them. He didn't have the energy anyway. It use to be easier when he didn't have friends. If Taehyung could call them that. He use to lie less, and deal with stuff on his own. He felt like he was a burden on the two boys. Why would Jimin want to worry about feeding him? Jungkook's probably annoyed that he's always helping him with the guy at school. He's just making their lives harder.

"Can y'all please leave?" Taehyung whispered after a while of just sitting there, letting the situation settle.

Jimin unwrapped his arms, "You sure?"

Taehyung nodded. He needed them to leave before his dad got home anyway. That's the one thing that they could never know about.

They both stood up, giving him one last look, even though Taehyung wouldn't look up from his lap, before they walked out.

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Once they got into Jimins car, they just sat. They both felt for the boy. They both saw how much Taehyung loved his sister.

"She's a bitch." Jimin finally says.

Jungkook nods, smirking when he looked over at Jimin. Jungkook thought Jimin couldn't look any more rich at the moment. His hair was styled perfectly, he had a Gucci shirt on, same with pants, with some shoes he that he didn't know the brand of, but they probably cost as much as his trailer house. Jimin put his sunglasses on, and started the Range Rover. Jungkook's eyes stopped at the golden watch on his wrist.

"You probably cost more than my and Taehyung house combined right now," Jungkook stated his thoughts. Jimin looked over and shrugged. "I like nice things, so what?"

Jungkook didn't say anything. Jungkook was just jealous. He wished he could have the luxury of feeling nice and buying things just because they look cool.

Jimin looked at the time on the radio screen, "Schools almost out. Want me to drop you at you house?"

Jungkook shook his head, "Nah. I was actually wanting to trade this damn gun in."

Jimin's mouth hung open, "You still have that thing? And you took it to school?"

"Yeah. Every time I go to pawn it something always happens."

"You need the money?"

Jungkook didn't really care to lie, "Yeah."

Jimin bit his lip as he drove, "How much?"

"Jimin, don't ruin a nice moment."

Jimin annoyingly sighed, "I'm not saying your poor if I want to lend you money. Why does it hurt your pride so much?"

Jungkook ignored him.

"Whatever. Where do you want to get dropped off?" Jimin asks.

"Just drop me off at school. I have to get my bike anyway."

Jimin listened and dropped him off at the school, speeding off once Jungkook jumped out.

Jungkook grabbed his rusty bike and pedaled home.

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Jimin sat in his room and looked through his Canon camera. He looked at all the pictures he took of his outfits and places he's liked. He felt bad, looking at his outfits that cost so much for no reason.

Jimin has never really thought about his money that much. He always wasted his money, just because he can. He never really thought how he can effect other people.

He thought about Taehyung's house and how crappy and small it was. Jimin had an idea that his living condition wasn't the best since he never got to eat and wore old clothes, but being in the place he sleeps and seeing the mess, it made him sad.

Jimin put his camera away, going to his closet and digging through the endless drawers and shirts hanging up, taking everything he doesn't wear anymore and folding it on his bed.

He had two neat piles of clothes that he thinks Taehyung would like. He didn't have any clothes that would fit Jungkook since he's too tall, but Jimin didn't worry about it too much. He would probably yell at him if he tried to give him something anyway.

Jimin found an old bag he took on a trip to Hawaii one summer, putting the clothes inside. He decided he was going to call a meeting down by the pond so he could give Taehyung his clothes.

But maybe he also wanted to meet them at the pond so he can take a pictures of his friends. He's always wanted people to take pictures of, even though he wasn't the best at it.

Jimin didn't dwell on the thought as he crawled into bed and laid in his comfy bed while miles away, Taehyung lays stiff in his bed as he hears his dad moving throughout the house. And another few miles from Taehyung lays Jungkook who could hear his mom's t.v. blaring in the next room along with the wind outside.

The boys just had one thing that relaxes their minds and that is each other.

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