Family trouble

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Y/n pov
The weather outside was cold and sunny, I streched as I jumped out of bed. Jungkook left early to the dance studio this morning. He left his phone under the pillows, so I decided to get ready and suprise him at work. I showered, put a little makeup on, put on my ripped black jeans, 'borrowed', Jungkook's baby blue hoodie, a white beanie and my timberlands.

I packed a white backpack with snacks, water and my laptop to keep me busy on the way to the studio. I asked one of the stylists to help me get there. One of them wanted to drive me herself, she didn't want me walking alone in the city. «Honey, you will freeze your little legs and arms of! My break starts in ten minutes, and then I will drive you to the boys», I bowed and thanked her.

I thanked the stylist and she laughed and said it was nothing to thank her for. I walked into the building and found the studio. I could hear the boys down the hall, I giggled, gosh these boys are loud as hell sometimes.

I opened the door to see the boys, suddenly the whole atmosphere changed. The boys were in a big argument. «Who the fuck do you think you are?!», Jungkook pushed Jimin and he fell hard down to the ground. «Jungkook watch your fucking mouth! You don't talk to us like that!», Tae stood up from the floor and pushed Jungkook away. He bumped into the mirror and his face looked like he got hurt. He moved faster then Tae could process and hit his stomach, and Jimin stood up and hit his fist right in Jungkook's face. I finally reacted and ran over to them.

«Jungkook stop! You two also, what the hell is happening!?», I pushed Jimin away, he was shocked to see me and calmed down. «Are you okay?» I asked the boys, and Tae turned around as Jimin tried to comfort him. And as I was about to turn around and check on Jungkook he shouted, «Don't fucking bother! Fucking assholes!». Jungkook walked away slamming his fist in the mirror on the way out. The mirror broke and had some blood left from him.

I couldn't control the tears falling from my eyes. I started to cry and wanted to follow him, but I was to afraid. «Y/n it's okay, come here», Jimin brought me into his chest and held around me. «What's going on?» I almost choked as I tried to speak. «He got a call from his father today, and we got into a huge fight about it», Tae said as he sat down on the floor. Jimin sat down, and I sat down between them. «Your not the only one with family trouble sweetie», Jimin said as he layed his head on my shoulder.

Hi lovely readers💕it's been to long since I updated this book😴 I will try better and post more!🎉

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