Yoongi's POV(1st person):
I was on my way back home from the cafe, with a goofy smile on my face that I couldn't seem to get rid of. I was so happy just from meeting some children's mascot at a cafe. I looked at the stuff in the goody bag and squealed in excitement. I turned around and saw a mother and her son on the other side of the road,they gave me dirty look then the mother pulled her son closer towards her. They probably thought that I was mad.
Finally,I had arrived in front of my house. Still disgusting, as usual. I gingerly walked through the door; silently cringing at the foul stench of alcohol and smoke resulting in me grabbing the air freshener as fast as I could to rid of the smell. It only made me grimace and cough.
Fucking cheap air freshener...
My attention was caught by a bright and fluorescent yellow post stick note stuck on the shoe rack.
'Dear hyungie,
If you're wondering where I am, I went to Tae and Jimin's apartment. Don't worry,I remembered to bring my phone so I can call you :D. I think dad went to the club again but I don't know what time he'll be back so try you're best to stay out of his way.
From Kookie :P'
My head flicked around when I heard stomps coming down the stairs and the smell of alcohol getting stronger as the stomps got louder. It was my step dad. I quickly tried to hide the bag behind my back because I knew if he saw the Kumamon stuff he wouldn't pass the opportunity to make fun of me.
"What are you hiding behind you're back,"he slurred
"N-nothing."I didn't want to be beaten again after I had just recovered from the old bruises.
"SHOW ME!"he yelled. I just shook my head and tightened my grip on the bag that was behind me. He harshly grabbed my wrists and yanked the bag out of my hands dumping out the contents onto the floor in the process. He cackled deeply in amusement when he saw the kumamon prints on every item.
"Kumamon! You retarded or something. Turning into your little brother,eh? I never raised you brats to become babies,"
I felt anger boil up inside of me at the thought of him calling my brother retarded. He liked Kookie a lot more than he liked me(probably because I'm not his actual son) so he rarely beat him, but that never stopped him from insulting my little brother.
"You never raised us at all!"I snapped and pushed him away from me.
I regretted it once I look up and saw my step dad's expression darken and his fists clench together in anger.
"Don't you dare disrespect me!!" he slapped me across the face making me clasp my hand over my stinging cheek. He then took the opportunity to swing his fist into my stomach several times. I tried to escape from him so I ran up the stairs but I felt his hands shove me harshly and I saw myself hurtling down the stairs. I landed with a loud thud and felt blood trickle from my head.
"Teaches you to respect you're elders," and then he just left me sobbing on the floor clutching onto my stomach in agony.
I miss you so much mom,was it my fault that you left? He's not been the same ever since you died.
Jimin POV:
I was on my way back to the apartment while I was watching the footage of Yoongi doing aegyo I got while I was doing my shift at the cafe. I giggle at it as I opened the door. When I stepped in I saw Taehyung hugging a stuffed bunny on the floor and smiling at it dreamily.
"Uh,Tae what are you doing?" he grabbed the bunny and hid it behind his back in embarrassment.
"Kookie got i-it for m-me. He's in t-the bathroom."
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