Stepbrothers {myg+pjm}

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-dad please don't!- warm tears rolled down my young face, while I shouted as loud as I could to get his attention.

The man had just raised his hand up and was ready to hit the small woman in front of him, my mother.

Everyday there was something to fight about, either it was shoes out of place, my almost perfect grades, the food, or even my sexuality.

-don't call me dad!-he kept the hand firm high up.-I'm not your dad.

Those are tough words to say to a 11 year old boy, just because he kissed a boy at school.

-don't hit mom!- I wiped my own tears away since I couldn't wipe my mom's.- Hit me instead.- I placed my small body in front of my mother in a act of protection.

-disappear.- he said but I didn't move a muscle.

His chest moved slowly and his hand was no longer up. Turned around and left to the room he shared with my mother.

-mom.. are you..

-I think it's better if you go to Hoseok's house today.- she said coldly, her thin fingers tried to give her hair a better appearance.

-But mother I don't want to leave you here with h-

-GO AWAY!- she shouted making both my head and ears hurt and vibrate, due to my sensibility.

I didn't wait any longer, neither did my tears. My eyes burnt once again before I felt the tears going through the same path as the old ones. I ran out of the house and crossed the street running without checking both sides, being subjected to be ran over, and knocked at Hoseok's door.

-Hey hyungie!! I'm so-

He stopped talking when studying my face. Teary eyes, trembling mouth, tired, sad expression.

-Hyung what's wrong??

I sobbed and hugged him. Felt myself be pulled into the house. Into the warm and cozy atmosphere that always tranquilizes me.

-let's go to my room.- Hoseok showed me a short but very sweet smiled and started to guide me to his room.

I stayed at his house, cuddle by him and a fluffy blanket while telling what happened, until the next morning. I had to go back to the house to get my stuff while Hoseok waited at the door. As always, we were going to school together.

My mother was lying on the couch, 3 empty bottles of wine rested on the glass surface of the table, and a small cut was visible on her forehead.
It was a saddening view.
My dad wasn't home, I wondered where could he possibly have gone so early. It was not like I wanted to see his face, it was actually the opposite, but I still care and I'm still curious.

-Let's go.- I locked the door and left with Hobi.

The path we did to go, we did to come back at the end of the day.

-I wish you could sleep at my house today, but I'm not sure if my mom will allow it hyung.

-It's fine, I don't want to disturb anyway.

-You wouldn't!- my best friend smiled at me. His smile radiated happiness and cuteness.- Can I ask you something hyung?

-Sure.

-Why did you kiss a boy?

-Ah.. I.. I am..

-I like boys too hyung.- those cute lips pecked mines and his face turned red.

He took advantage of the fact that I was shocked, to be able to run to the other side of the street and enter his house.

I had nowhere else to go so I went to mine.

The dinner was ready but there were only two plates on the table.

-Where's dad?

-Dad isn't coming.- She said in a serious tone. Her cut was now covered by makeup so she had a more appealing look than before.

And my father didn't came back.
2 years later, on the same day, we got the news alarming that he had passed away.
I was devastated. And I kept feeling that way even 3 years later, with 16 years, when my life was about to change, and I had no clue.

-ah.. you did so well today.- Hoseok left short kisses on my neck and his hands softly caressed my exposed skin.

-I always do well.- I said mocking him.

-that's not a lie.- a smile took place on his face.

I smiled too and admired his room.

-second round in the shower?- he hugged me but I slowly made my way out of his embrace.

-I can't I'm sorry.

His smile turned into a pout.

-Why?

-My mother said we have guests. She wants to introduce me someone special.

-It sounds like she has a boyfriend or something.

-I hope it's not.

I want my mother to be happy but I'm not ready to accept a new guy on my dad's place.

-well anyway, good luck. Can I come around later?

-Sure, anytime.- I smiled and left.

-Yoongi-ah, finally! Come here sweetie.- I heard my mother's happy voice as I stepped foot inside the house.

I tried hard to fake a smile when she dragged me to the living room with the largest smile I've ever seen.

-Here, I wanted to introduce you to Park Soojin.

-Hello Yoongi.- he stretched his arm out to me.

I took a few seconds to give him a handshake and then bow.

-hi Mr. Park.

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