Seokjin's POV
I woke up and greeted the day brightfully. Such a nice magical day to spend. I checked on my bedside table. I opened the drawer and checked for the watch. I sighed. It's still there. I got out of my bed and took a shower.
After showering, I got out of the bathroom. Of course I would, what do you want, me to be stuck in the bathroom?
I walked to my room only to find it frequented. Which is not suppose to happen. I hid beneath the walls, still outside. Good thing he didn't notice me. I went into the kitchen and grabbed a cooking pan and immediately ran towards my room unsoundedly. While he was picking things at my cabinet I hitted him vigorously with the pan. His head blooded as he lost his consciousness.
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I tied him into a chair and inserted and hid him on the cabinet. I learned this from Tangled. I so love that movie. But I think it would've been better if she wore pink everytime.
I wasted no time and just left him there. I immediately grabbed my watch under my pillow. Good thing I moved it.
I wore it and felt some dextrous power crawled within me. My hair blew and some quick light boomed me.
I placed it infront of my chest, oh God, this is so exciting me. I coughed and cleared my breath. "7 days back from the real present.. TENSE." and with a glimpse, everything distorted right before my very eye. I didn't realize until now, Time, really is beyond. Beyond everything.
I closed my eyes and when I opened it, it unfurled a very familliar scene. A sad one.
"Why are you here? I thought you're living in that dumb and horrid forest? Well, it's not that bad--you living there, because it suits you. You fit there." said my stepbrother.
"Yoongi-ah." interfered my stepsister. "Jin-hyeong. What brought you here? Do you want juice?"
"Nah, I'm goo--"
"Oh. The prodigal son. Didn't know you're here." one man said as he got down the stairs.
"Dad."
"Have the guts to call me Dad aye?" I looked down. But he continued talking. "What is it you're up to rebel against us again this time?"
"Honey, don't be too bad." a woman said softly to my Dad but as she turned her gaze to me, secretly smirked at me. My stepmom.
"Honey, how couldn't I? And besides, you have the courage to still be good to this young foolish boy despite everything he'd done to you?"
"Everything she've done to him.." Hoseok murmured.
"What is it Hoseok?"
"Uhh, nothing Dad, I was just saying I'd go to the kitchen and prepare Jin-hyeong something."
Hoseok excused her self and smiled to me. I reciprocated it. She's always been so good to me. She's the only one I have.
The only one. Because even my real fucking biological motherfucking father who shares the same blood and shared memories with me and my Mom, turned his back on me for these people whom he's only met for few years, nothing compare to how long he's spent fooling me and my Mom with fake love.
"So, what brought you here? Outside the forest?" Dad asked sarcastically. I could hear Yoongi smirking in the background.
"I.. I just want to check on you.. you all." I answered. Which is true. I missed them, which I shouldn't have felt. If I would just deserve this kind of treatment.
