The Perfect Set of Twins (P.jm)

Sister

A word that Yoongi had wanted to hear since his childhood. Sister. He'd always wanted one, a younger sister, specifically. He found those the cutest. He didn't care that apparently they were annoying, and he kind of felt jealous that he's been deprived of Jung Ji's annoying years. He'd never hear her say her first word or watch her take her first steps. He wasn't there when she scraped her knees and only feel better after she got a bandaid even if it was a tiny scratch. He never got to throw bullies off her or warn her to stay away from hid friends and ultimately guys. Of course, he was grateful she had Jungkook (up until a while ago, and they'd figured it out anyways). And he'd never warn her away from Jimin. In fact, even before they learned they were siblings, the first day he met Jimin, he could tell that if he'd had one he would've introduced the two.

'Fate has a funny way of working sometimes,' he thought. 'I wanted her and I got her, but I never got what I wanted for or from her.' Still, he was glad she was even there and even accepted him after all his group of friends did to her. Now they could all do things for her.

Although, he wishes he could've known earlier. He would have kept guys away from her, kept her safe from all the horrible experiences he didn't want her to have. No use crying over that though. Tears spilt, time wasted, experiences missed. Yoongi was going to stop living in the past, and make his half sister know that he loved her even if she was only half his sister. Make sure she felt loved even if she still couldn't live herself. That would take time.

But if love is nothing more than just a waste of his time, he'd gladly waste it on her. Gladly, because she was someone he'd needed for a long time. And even if she had a brother, a boyfriend, you could never have too much love, right? That's what Hoseok would say to him back when he was in some dark spots in life.

'You can never have too much love, Hyung. Whether you want to accept it or not, we all want the best for you, and you can't push us away that easily. Now eat your damn birthday cake.' He chuckled at the memory of Hoseok shoving his way into the house to give him cake. Yoongi was glad he had made such good friends.

What would he do without Jin, someone who he could always depend on no matter how conceited he pretended to be? Without Hoseok, lighting up his darkest days? What would he do if Namjoon hadn't found him that day he'd gotten drunk underage and saved him from much worse things? And if Taehyung wasn't there to help him laugh when he hadn't for days, or if Jungkook had lost the hope in his eyes when Yoongi had pushed him away that time a couple years ago?

And what would he do without Jimin, the one who helped bring some pieces of his life into the puzzle that he hadn't even known he was missing? Sure he was new to the group of friends, but Jimin had that way of attaching himself to other's hearts in the time it takes for the beat to drop in Yoongi's favorite song.

Thank goodness for good friends that fish you out of a pond that you can't get yourself out of.

Thank goodness for Bangtan.

Now it was his turn to be that friend, that brother. To support Jung Ji and pull her out of that reflection-induced blindness. To get her out of that hole. And he's glad that he's had people who did it in their own way, so now he can see how well his way fares.

He'd be quiet, but he'd be there.
He'd be stoic, but he'd be there.
Jung Ji could kick him in the face with a stiletto on (but he knows she wouldn't do that; she'd probably wear spikes instead,) but he'd still be there.

Because that's what he learned from his friends. To be there.