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Jin's P.O.V

My older brother is getting married in a few weeks, try two months, he is almost twenty-two years old. We got along when he lived with us a couple years ago but I only remember bits and pieces of our fun time together. We never fought, we were taught to respect each other and if we had disagreements we had to resolve them then and there. Not many people have a sibling growing up, they may say it's paradise or some might say it gets boring at times when you don't have anyone near your age at home. Someone you can make forts with in the living room or your bedroom. To play and complain about the food. To cry with each other and have another smile brighten up your day. I hear a lot that people don't like their siblings when they are younger than them.

My older brother, Seok-joong had never said he didn't like me, maybe behind my back but he is too much of a nice person to say things like that even to your face. I've been there through all of his relationships, even this one. His wife Mi-hae has broken it off and on with him for the past three years causing my brother hell. She is the reason why I'm afraid to marry a woman.

Seok-joong had told me once before he would cut it off with her forever and to do what he wants because she is too controlling. Why hasn't he done it yet? He is afraid. "Jin, do you know what you are going to wear?" my mother barges into my room as I am still in bed caught in a daze. "Jin?" she says in a bored voice. I don't have privacy in my house so my mom likes to come into my room whenever she wants.

"What?" I breathe aware of what she asked.

"Do you know what you're going to wear to your brothers wedding?" she questions again standing in my doorway.

I shrug knowing she can't see. "I don't know. Don't we always go shopping for things like this?" I said.

"Jin, is there something you want to tell me. It is already three in the afternoon on a Sunday and you haven't left your room." my mom tells me.

"And?" I move to my side.

"You have been in your room since you came home from school yesterday. Something you want to talk about?" she drags on coming closer to me.

"No. I'm fine. I've been really tired from school that's all." I lie.

I stare at the ceiling making out Taehyung's face. Why do I have to see him everywhere? My lips feel extremely empty today, blank and cold. I move my fingers over my bottom lip, smooth yet chapped. All of this is so stupid. "If there is anything you want to talk about come find me I guess." My mom sits on the edge of my bed.

Oh, yea mom, by the way I have this massive crush on a senior in my high school who I openly confessed to. And now he won't leave me alone and by the way he has kissed me twice now. How does that make you feel mom? Is it okay your youngest son is gay while your oldest can actually have kids? Doesn't that sound swell, mom? "Mom, you love Seok-joong, right?"

"Of course. Why would you ask that?" She gives me a weird expression.

"What if he was gay and not straight? What if he was marrying a boy and not a girl?" I turn away from her, my back the only wall from us.

"What are these words? I love him and you no matter what but I want you two to marry a well off woman. No son of mine will marry another man." She takes my mental pain away. I'm so glad.

"Can I be alone now?"

"Sure, Jin. I'll be in the living room if you need me." With that said I hear her leave shutting my bedroom door. I want Namjoon.

My mom wants me to marry a well off woman so my question was basically shut down. She does love me and my brother but not fully she'd accept our true selves. My true self. Where is Namjoon? I never got his number yesterday since the last time I saw him was during lunch then he suddenly disappeared. The only reason why I'm so down is because of what happened yesterday and people won't stop bothering me about the whole situation with Jungkook. The principle was close to talking to me about the video after physical ed but I avoided him just like I avoid many things. Taehyung saw the video for sure because he also won't stop messaging me about it too. 'What's this?' 'You really flipped off my friend?' 'Answer me, loser!' 'You are driving me crazy!' Does he have anything else better to do?