Korean
EnglishWhen Joonie-hyung, Yoongi-hyung, and I arrived at the dorm Jin-hyung could tell something happened. Getting up from the couch while putting papers down he walks over to us and asks two words, "What happened?"
Taking a deep shaky breath while grabbing one of Joonie-hyung and Yoongi-hyung's hand, I tell him, "She found out that I'm working here and tried to bring me back to be her puppet again, we had an argument in the lobby, she insulted Joonie-hyung, and threatened to take me out of the group. Not that she could have anyways."
"What did you say to her in English anyways?" Yoongi-hyung asks tightening our jointed hands.
"Words I don't want to repeat," I respond leaning on Namjoon-hyung's shoulder, seeking comfort from the argument.
Namjoon-hyung pulls me into a side hug, releasing the hand I was holding. "Don't worry, you mostly startled her. And thanks for sticking up for us Kyu-ah," Joonie-hyung says as he puts his chin on top of my head.
"What are you talking about?" Tae-hyung asks as he passes by.
"Nothing to worry... hopefully," I answer sliding off my shoes. "I'm going to have a shower then we can record something."
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As Namkyu-ah walks away, I turn to Namjoon-ah for a proper expaination.
"His mother was dissing us, and when I offered a more private area to talk she started dissing me directly. That's what tipped him over the edge. She said that she was going to kick him out of the group, but he... uh... threatened her," Namjoon-ah starts as he puts a hand on his neck, rubbing it, "she left right after that, but I'm sure she'll try again right away."
I sigh and rub the bridge of my nose in frustration, anger, and disbelief at what I heard. "Give him space if he doesn't want to talk about it, but if you see her again, tell me, I want to know so I can talk to her," I say to both Yoongi-ah and Namjoon-ah before going to the kitchen.
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Exiting the shower I hear a knife repeatedly hitting a cutting board in the kitchen, and the sound of the others in the living room. Wanting to do something with my hands, I go to the kitchen to help Jin-hyung with the food.
"Nice to see you Kyu-ah, want to set the table for me? I'm almost done," Jin-hyung speaks as he looks up from cutting board.
Not answering, I got to work for setting the table, but while doing that my mind slipped into my thoughts. Dark thoughts. 'Would it be better for the boys if I left? What if I listen to what she said a long time ago and joined appa, who is in the clouds?" Getting interrupted by Jin-hyung yelling for the others, I put on a fake smile, hoping no one notices that it's fake.
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Entering the dinning room, I notice that Namkyu-ah was smiling, but he wasn't really smiling.
I look at Jin-hyung to see that he has a sadden face on while looking at Kyu-ah. Looking around at everyone else's faces, only to see Namjoon-hyung, and Yoongi-hyung's sad face looking down.
"What's wrong hyungs? You look a little down," I ask them hoping I can cheer them up.
"Don't worry Hobi-ah, it's nothing serious. I realized that we are running low on groceries," Jin-hyung answers, putting on a small smile.
"Oh," I respond not believing in what he said.
"Youngi-hyung, where do you do the recordings?" Kyu-ah asks after he swallows.
"We don't have to tonight Namkyu-ah," Yoongi-hyung replies softly.
Kyu-ah looks at Yoongi-hyung with wide eyes before looking down at his plate sadly. Everyone notices this and looks at Yoongi-ah for an explanation, only to shake his head in confusion.
"Namkyu-ah, are you alright?" Namjoon-hyung asks him, setting down his chopsticks.
Putting on a strain smile he responds, "I'm fine, just worried about the past, present, and the future."
"You know Namkyu-ah," Jungkook-ah starts, looking directly at said person, "it's worst to hold the negative in, then to let it out."
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Something in me snaps when Kookie-hyung said that.
My eyes start tearing up before I full on burst out sobbing. Bringing my hand to my face, I wipe the tears away only for more to come. Someone quickly stands up and I felt myself being brought into a side hug to my right.
I cry into the persons' chest, letting out what I was thinking, "What if I never was born? What would happen if I never joined. What would-"
I got cut of my rambling by Tae-hyung's voice. "Don't think like that Namkyu-ah! You became our brother when you agreed to join, and you will always be no matter what happens!"
"Don't let what she said get to you Kyu-ah, she only wants you as an heir, not a son, as much as I don't want to say it but... if you let this effect you... she wins." Namjoon-hyung says softly from across the table.
Taking shaky slow breaths, I calm down. I start tearing up again at the thought of never seeing my hyungs again. Quickly getting out of the hug and my chair I ran to Joonie-hyung and hugged him tightly, never wanting to let go. "Thank you brother, I can't lose you or anyone else. But if something does happen, smile cause I never want to see anyone's tears caused by me," I whisper to him before announcing that I'm going to bed.
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When he left everyone stares at me before asking a bunch of questions at the same time.
"One at a time please!" I say just over top of everyone's voices. They stopped talking so I spoke again, "He only said thank you, and said that he was going to bed early."
Jin-hyung and Yoongi-hyung look at me like they don't believe me, while everyone else continues eating.
"What happened earlier? Who did you mean by "she"?" Jimin asks as he puts food in his mouth.
Jin-hyung, Yoongi-hyungs, and I shared a look before Yoongi-hyung answers bluntly but carefully, "His mother was in the lobby."
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