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"mom i'm home!" i say as i enter the house throwing my bag onto the couch.

"you were supposed to be home an hour ago," my mom says walking up me and i thought she was going to start shouting but instead she pulls me into a tight hug stroking my head, "i'm so happy you're okay."

"mom," i roll my eyes, "just because i'm not exactly on time doesn't mean that something happened" i nudge my way out of her arms and she frowns, "but what if something did happen to you?"

"well nothing did," i mumble and turn to go into my room but she quickly put a hand on my shoulder, "why don't you tell me about your first day back at school sweetie? do you need help with your homework or anything?"

"mom, i'm not five i can handle myself."

she stares at me for a bit and i stand there feeling really confused before she spoke, "you have dirt on your face, did you get into a fight? who hurt you?"

"no one. it's just some dirt relax"

she sighs and takes a wet wipe from her pocket and tries to rub it off my face but i quickly move her head away, "i can take care of myself," i say as i dodge her second attempt to wipe it off.

sometimes i think that my mom forgets that a sixteen year old boy can take himself because she still treats me like a preschooler. it's been like this ever since i can remeber and i've tried to get her to realise that i can handle things on my own but she doesn't seem to think that i can.

i quickly go into my room down the passage before she can stop me. i hesitate and quickly send a message to jungkook.

hobi:
are you sure yoongi is actually as bad as everyone says he is?

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