KUMAMON KID ⚣ y.mn

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I'm sowy for taking so long , revising for tests suck ;((

Yoongi POV:

Me:

Can u come to the changing room pls

I need to talk to u about smtg

Kookie:

What's wrong?

Me:

I just need u to come now

It's important

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Sliding my phone back into my pocket, I tapped my foot on the floor as I patiently waited for Jungkook in the corridor just outside the changing room. After a few moments,I heard his footsteps echoing off of the walls before he peaked his head round the corner.

"What did you need to talk about, Yoonie?"

"Th-there's gonna be a few changes." I started off feeling anxious to tell him the news, "We're not gonna be living with Jimin and Taehyung anymore. Or at least for a bit."

"B-but I don't wanna move again. I like it with them." he told me, looking through his bambi eyes with sadness, a pout forming on his small lips.

"I know, Kookie. But it's important. Something b-bad might happen if we don't move."

"You're scaring me, hyung. I don't understand. Where are we moving?" he asked. I reached down and gently took hold of his hand, slowly leading him towards the door way of the changing room. When we reached the doorway, he looked inside seeing his dad sending him a drunken smirk.

"N-No! I don't wanna see h-him." 

He was staring with watery eyes through the door way, already beginning to shiver with fright."Why is he here?! I don't wanna see him! " he cried out, covering his eyes with his trembling hands as if my step-dad would just disappear if he couldn't see him. My step-dad just watched Jungkook's distressed state with a sadistic grin, probably relishing how much upset his own son was becoming just by seeing him.

"Are you not happy to see me, Jungkook?" he asked stepping forwards and grazing his finger across Jungkook tear stained cheeks, "Cuz I sure am." he leaned in grinning from ear to ear like a total lunatic, stroking Jungkook's cheek. "Look at you crying already. Just like a baby. Pathetic." he dug his finger nails into Jungkook's cheek causing him to yelp.

"I said don't touch him!!" I shoved him away from Jungkook. A loud slap reverberated through out the changing room. Tears prickled my eyes as I felt yet another sharp sting on my cheek. I clutched onto my probably red cheek in pain, biting my lip to stop me from whimpering.

"Why are you here...?" Jungkook whispered.

"You're both living with me from tomorrow. There's no saying no to this, you do what I say." He stepped closer towards both of us resulting in Jungkook retreating behind my back. I could feel his hands shakily hold onto my shoulders. 

" Dun wanna go. Pl-please dun make me go back. Why do I-I have to go back?" he squeaked,his voice going higher in pitch : a sign that he was either getting very stressed or scared.

"He basically want's us to live with him, to impress some slut that he probably met in the club. He want's to look like an actual father to her or something like that." I explained.

" Don't mess anything up. If you cause me trouble, trust me I'll cause you trouble. I'm looking at you, Yoongi. Don't you dare mess this up, I know what you're like." he hissed ,cracking his knuckles."You know what I'm capable of."