His makeup artist- Jeon Jungkook

Brother

Y/n pov
I sat alone in the studio with Jungkook's phone in my hands. I felt bad and hurt. How could he yell at us, especially infront of me, he knows how scared I get... I pulled my legs up to my chest and held around myself. Jimin and Tae left an hour ago. Tae cried after Jimin mentioned Jungkook having family troubles. He left cause he didn't want to explain or listen to Jimin. Jimin said he and Tae had the hardest time dealing with Jungkook. They had to comfort him, teach him to control anger, argue, have fights that often ended with one of them hurt.

It all started with their debut. Jungkook had a fight on the phone right before their first perfomance. He was crying and shouting to a point where Jimin and Namjoon had to interrupt and stop him. Jungkook was to young to understand how bad he was treated, the boys had to step in and help him. Jimin and Tae made Jungkook explain later that day.

Jungkook had an alcholic of a father and a mother who was sleeping away the days. He had a big brother who looked out for him. Their father would abuse his brother everyday, and Jungkook had to watch. The day Jungkook turned eight, was the day their mother took the two boys and moved to another city.

Even tho they didn't have to deal with their father anymore, they had to deal with their mother putting all her fustraitions on Jungkook. That involved him getting hit, slapped, kicked and verbally abused. His brother tried to help, but he was damaged after the abuse of his father. He struggled leaving his room and eating. It was Jungkook who had to take care of him. His mother made Jungkook work and pay the bills. He was reminded every day to never be lazy like his father, don't talk back, there is consequenses, you look just like him, I hate it.

Their mother left when Jungkook was fifteen. He and his brother stayed and had to live on their own. Jungkook decided to be a singer, and that's when the whole bts thing started. But while that journey started, his mother kept calling for money, she would use his feelings and break him. Jungkook didn't know what to do. She would demand money. She would scare him saying she would tell his father where his brother was.

His brother had to come with Jungkook everywhere, we argued about him. Jungkook was scared to leave him alone, we told him to find a place and we would help him pay. Jungkook agreed, but his brother had to come if he could. His brother met one girl and they fell for eachother. She decided to help Jungkook with his brother, he didn't have to watch his every move. He could focus on his life.

He still goes and visits his brother. He lives not far away from him.
Those two have a close unbreakable bond, they would do anything for eachother.

I cried thinking about what Jimin told me. It broke my heart to know Jungkook went through that. What if he is just as broken as me? I stood up and packed my stuff together, texted Jimin and asked if he could drive me back so I could sleep in the car. He came five minutes later and helped me putting all the stuff in his car. I slept the whole way.

«We are here», Jimin had carried all my stuff to the room before he woke me up. I thanked him and he drove to meet Tae. I walked in to the elevator and sat down on the floor and waited for it to ding. I was tired and empty. The ding finally came and I dragged my legs to the room. I unlocked the door and took a deep breath hoping Jungkook was behind this door. I swung the door open to meet an empty room.

I groaned and layed on the bed. I can't contact Jungkook, because his phone is in my bag. I picked up his phone and looked at his lockscreen. My bottom lip trembeled and my eyes started to water. It was me and him. It was a sneak photo of me sleeping on his chest, he was sleeping as well. Our feet were tangled together and both of us had a little smile on our lips.