Rain: 박지민

one

"You want to get over Namjoon? Then get yourself out there, talk to someone new," he said as he payed for their drinks. She narrowed her eyes at her older brother as a sly smile crept up on her face.

"Alright. Introduce me to your friend over there."

His eyes widened as he snook a glance at the boy she was referring to, then shook his head almost violently. "No no, not him. He is way too old for you."

She scoffed, offended. "He is four years older, isn't he? That's nothing!"

He glared at her. "Trust me, I know him. Just stay away," he warned, clearly annoyed that she's so stubborn.

"Alright, I'll just introduce myself then," she said and walked away, keeping her eyes on the target.

. . .

Taehyung sighed deeply as he watched his half sister walk away from him.

"Always the same sh-" he trailed off as he hurried after her. She was quick though, turned around the corner, towards a more private glass lounge in the club, where he was. Yoongi. He sprinted after her, catching her arm just as she walked through the doors. Inside, it was quiet except for the chatter among the rich people in there.

"SONG HANA YOU'RE COMING WITH ME RIGHT NOW," Taehyung yelled, not expecting the room to be completely silent.

Yoongi and his friends Hoseok and Seokjin raised their gazes to see what was going on. Damn.

HANA
I looked at my brother in disbelief. I was so unbelievably angry, although I got to say I enjoyed the attention. He dragged me outside the lounge, closing the door aggressively behind him.

"Taehyung, I am a big girl. I can take care of myself," I hissed as I pulled my arm out of his grip. He just rolled his eyes at me.

"I'm your big brother, it's my job to take care of you."

He pulled me by my wrist out to his car, forcing me into the passengers seat while he took his place in the drivers seat. He then turned the keys and started the car, swiftly driving off.

"Have you found somewhere to live yet? You start soon," Taehyung said, never so much as glancing at me. I sighed, this again. I shook my head slightly.

"No, I haven't. Ugh, why does college have to be so hard? I haven't even started and it already sucks."

Taehyung chuckled, then stayed quiet for a little bit, probably thinking.

"I'll find you something. I know a guy."

I looked at him with a big grin on my face. "This right here, is why I love you Tae."

. . .

2 WEEKS LATER
I took a deep breath, slightly tugging at Taehyungs sleeve. "I'm not sure about this.. I've never even met her before," I said. This somehow seemed amusing to him, and it annoyed me. I slapped his arm and fiddled with the zipper on my bag instead.

"You'll be fine," was all he said before he pushed the door open, revealing a rather empty apartment. Inside greeted us nothing more than a grey couch and a tiny black coffee table. Nothing decorated the vintage blue walls. Needs a bit of fixing.

"JIMIN!" Taehyung yelled as soon as he closed the door behind us.

Jimin? No. It can't be. Maybe it's another Jimin that I haven't met?

I was wrong. We were soon met with Jimin. The Jimin my brother had known for years. The casanova. I sighed in frustration and turned to my brother.

"No. No way. I can't live with him."

Him and Jimin laughed heartily at me. "Hana, you don't even know him properly. If you still don't like him after a while, then fine, I'll find you someone else. But I promise you, you'll love him."

Jimin walked up to us and hugged my brother. "Nice to see you again," he said before he turned to me with a big grin on his face.

"I'm sure we'll get along great."

As I got settled, Taehyung left. His phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket, and he took it out to check whatever text he got.

YOONGI 17:26
nice

His eyebrows knitted together in confusion. He replied before putting it back in his pocket, but he soon got another text, and another.

ME 17:28
what?

YOONGI 17:32
your sister i'm guessing, she's attractive.

ME 17:35
dude.. not cool

YOONGI 17:41
;)