YOONGI walks down the stairs calmly, about to enter the kitchen before he pause, listening to the familiar voices communicate with each other. He raise an eyebrow, curious at what they're talking about. Even from a distance, he can feel the tense and awkward atmosphere.
He peek around the corner and into the kitchen, watching as Arin keep her gaze on the plate of food as Jungkook sits beside her, back facing Yoongi.
"Is it your parents?" He frowns as Jungkook ask.
"Nope."
"You've been gone for a night. Are your parents not worried?"
"They're dead."
He didn't bother listening to the rest of the conversation as he tense up. His mind suddenly flooded with questions and theories.
This sounds awfully similar to Namjoon's case. There's no way it's a coincidence because why would both of them have the same name, same story?
Without knowing, his feet starts moving backwards, away from the kitchen and soon, he was back into his bedroom again. He sits himself down onto his office chair again, switching on his MacBook.
He click onto the software, waiting patiently as the software loaded before he type in her name, scrolling further for deeper information.
He click his tongue in slight annoyance when it is the same information that appears when he searched for her background on the very first day.
He didn't give up though. He spent another few minutes - which soon became hours, hoping that he will be able to dig out more information of Arin, other than her having a dead older brother.
And luckily he did.
"Parents dead in a car accident in 2006?" He mumbles, chewing on his bottom lips while deep in thought, "Namjoon's parents died in the same year too."
He lick his chapped lips, proceeding to scroll further as his eyes scan through the long information carefully, taking in every single word into his brain.
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Arin sits quietly on the couch as Jungkook busies around by cleaning up the utensils. He feels bad for bringing up her dead parents, but he didn't know what happened to them so she did not blame him.
He knows for sure that this topic affected her a lot because right after that, she is awfully quiet and the playful, cheerful Arin is gone.
Deciding to avoid any awkward silence between both of them, Jungkook forced her out of the kitchen as he helps to clean up.
Arin gulps as the voices of her dead parents reappears in her mind. Her hand unconsciously playing around with the necklace that she makes sure to always wear with her, but is hidden under her shirt. She takes it out, looking down at the letters 'N' and 'A' as she fiddles mindlessly with it.
She only knows 'A' means Arin, but she never know what 'N' stands for.
She don't remember her parents telling her. She don't remember herself asking too. All she could remember was that it was her birthday, and her mother got this necklace for her as a present.
She shook her head a little, pushing the thoughts away as she tries to focus her attention on the blaring television in front of her.
She grab the snickers that Taehyung gave her earlier, from her pocket. She tore the bar open before taking a big bite, thankful that it manage to relieve a little of her stress.
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BAD BOY - JEON JUNGKOOK
Fanfiction; when things start to go downhill once you know your classmate is part of a gang.