chapter - yellow carnation

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The Troubled Human

"Hold on a good amount of Jesus Christ on a race car for a minute, did you just say that we're going to participate in a photography club?" I glared at my brother, mouth agape. He clearly knows that I have no time or the capability whatsoever to join a club or two at this stage in life. I'm a college student for Christ's sake!

He sighed, walking into my room and sitting on my chair. Excuse me, who gave you the right to just barge into my room like you're a family member?

Oh wait, he is.

That doesn't excuse him to interrupt my YouTube watching session. But I let him talk anyways because I knew, if not now then he'd definitely convey his message to me soon, during very wrong and uncomfortable times at that.

He sighed before speaking. Classic dramatic expression before you start a speech. "I know that you're burdened with work load and-"

"And yet you decided to throw me into a club that is nowhere near what I am talented at." I cut him off. He stared at me for a solid minute awkwardly before he continued.

"-and you rarely have time to spend on other activities but trust me, it'll help you a lot. You just have to cut away some time from your "business" that is probably reading books, browsing memes and watching YouTube which is what you're currently doing now then I bet you'll be an expert photographer in no time!"

"Look (B/N), I already get lectured enough by mum for being a lazy dump so you don't need to lecture me on this." If I knew I'd get lectured by every freaking person that is older than me at the age of 21 then I would have never grown up! Seriously, do I look like a soft toy to everyone so that they can throw all of their tantrums on me?

And these words are coming from my brother, who is known for being a sloth in our house. Not only that, he's the reason why I'm a professional procrastinating trash. He always says, "Save it for later, what will you do when you get bored?" as an excuse to make me ditch my homework so that I can play video games with him. Oh crap, maybe this is why mum scolds us everyday.

I'm so smart, why haven't I graduated yet? Oh I'll tell you, that's because I still sometimes write conservation as conversation.... and because I haven't completed my studies yet.

"Y/N, you have to make use of that goddamn Canon EOS 80D. Our uncle gave it to you because he had some expectations from you. It would go to waste if none of us used it, this camera is worth more than my life-"

"Big fat mood," I intervened. He glared at me.

"-so why not bring it to good use? Pretty sure you'll love it." He pleaded, glancing at me in an expectant manner to say yes. I thought for awhile before coming to a conclusion.

"I'll think about it."

"You took bloody 10 minutes to think and this is what you come up with? I'm disappointed."

"I'm a disappointment, B/N."

He looked pretty much done with my pessimistic behaviour so he got up and walked out, sighing every minute or so. At least he's not angry because no angry person would sigh like a drama queen every minute.

At least his nonsensical barking quota is done for today.

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"So, have you thought about it?"

I jumped in horror as I take a good look at my lame brother standing beside the fridge like a weirdo.

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