BTS Parent Scenarios [Hiatus]

Namjoon X Favored! Daughter X Not Favored! Son

Namjoon's Age: 32
Corvina's Age: 15
Y/N's Age: 14
Julian's Age: 12

Contains: Favoritism, Child Abuse
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Growing up as the middle child of 3 was easy on you because you were the oldest one in the house because my older sister, Corvina, had left for high school out of state 2 months ago. It was an easy transition going from not very favored to most favored. The only reason I wasn't the least favored was because of my mistake of a brother, Julian. He was lazy and would never go out, even if he was 2 years behind me in school. 

I sat at the kitchen table doing my homework and once I was finished, took out the plays I had written down for basketball (since you were the captain) and studied them making sure I knew what to do for the championship game in two days. "Have you finished your homework, Y/N?" My father asked as he walked in from jogging. (Photo Above Is His Outfit) "Yes, I have. I'm going over the plays for basketball. Speaking of which, can I have the girls over after the championship for a sleepover?" I asked. "If you win, yeah. If you don't, yeah." He answered.

That's the one thing I always loved about Dad. He was strict but he let me do whatever I wanted. (Within reason of course) He pecked my forehead, smiled, and went upstairs into Julian's room. 

I plugged my earbuds in knowing that he was going to get yelled at. 

Namjoon P.O.V

I can't believe I've overlooked Y/N. She's the one I should've been paying attention to, not Corvina. 

I just have to deal with this mistake of a child and excuse of a human being. I went to open the door to find it locked. "Julian!" I yelled and banged on his door. There was no answer so I banged again. "Julian! Open this door!" I tried again then remembered I kept a spare key to his room in my pocket. I quickly unlocked his door and saw him laying on his bed, asleep, books spread all over his bed, notebooks open scribbled in with his messy handwriting. "Tsk. Lazy child," I said in a disappointed tone. 

I slapped his bottom hard which made him shoot up, knocking everything off of his bed. "You are such a disappointment," I said in an angry tone. "No wonder your mother named you Julian. It's a wimpy name and you're a wimpy child! I'd ought to have you placed in a boy's home and disciplined!" I yelled which made him flinch. "I'm sorry," He mumbled. "What did I say about mumbling?!" I yelled again. "I said I'm sorry!" He yelled back. "And you don't talk back to me!" I said ready to slap him. 

My hand connected with his cheek and he stayed there, his eyes filled with shock. "I hate this. I hate all of this! This house! This family! I hate you!" He yelled and ran out of the room. I didn't care.

I went downstairs and sat at the table and found Y/N with her earbuds in dancing to a song. "Y/N," I said in a soft voice. She turned around and took her earbuds out and sat down in another chair. "Do you hate me?" I asked in a serious tone and her face fell into one of confusion and worry. "Of course not! Why?" She asked. "Your brother said he hated us. This family, this house, especially me," I said with a steady tone. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little upset by his words. 

Y/N P.O.V

My face was contorted in shock as I heard what he had said. How could Julian say he hated our father?! He brought us into this world by fertilizing us and creating us! 

I swear on behalf of our father I will make my brother pay. How could he disrespect our father? He may have different ways of showing he loves us but he does. Maybe he doesn't love Julian as much as he loves me and Corvina- okay. He doesn't love Julian.  

He was a mistake, and I wish he never existed. He's a lousy excuse of a human being and useless child. 

It was then I realized,

I'm Becoming My Father

End