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❝sister❞ KSJ - mild angst

As I was walking home from school, my eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

"Seokjinnie?" I asked myself.

As curiosity kills the cat, I followed the familiar figure and rounded the corner. My eyes then widened upon seeing seokjin holding hands with Chaeyon.

My sister.

I felt betrayed. She knew I loved him. She knew that right from the start, I liked him. And she told me that she even ships the both of us.

I felt even more betrayed because of the fact that he also lied.

He told me that he has to do something important with his family.

"Seokjin? Chaeyon?" I asked and they turned around, eyes wide. "What?" I asked in disbelief.

"Y-Y/N." chaeyon stuttered. I then went near her and slapped her.

"You didn't tell me! I trusted you! You fucking knew!" Suddenly, my head turned to the side as seokjin has slapped me.

"What the fuck?! That's your sister AND my girlfriend!"

Chaeyon then ran away, holding her cheek and tears streaming down her face.

"Chaeyon! Wait!" Seokjin attempted to run after her but before he could, I said the words that I've always wanted to say.

"I love you." I said, he then turned around and looked at me. His eyes went wide and his mouth was agape

"W-what-"

"I fucking love you kim seokjin." I said as tears welled up my eyes.  "But I guess you could never love me back." I turned around and made my way towards home.

"Y/N? Baby?" I heard my mother say as soon as I entered the front door. "Why are you crying-?"

I cut her off by suddenly hugging her tight and soon enough, she hugged back and proceeded onto caressing my hair.

"Baby, stop crying."

"I love him eomma. But she loves him too. A-and he feels the same way for her and not for me." I sobbed. "Why does she get everything? Why do they love my sister and not me?"

"But baby, mommy's here." I then looked up, shaking my head.

"No. I know eomma." I let out a hiccup. "You loved her more than me." I parted from the hug and went upstairs to my room.

I then bursted open the door and quickly dropped my bag, laying down, face flat on the bed.

"Hey, what's wrong lil sis?" someone muttered with obvious concern lacing his voice.

"I hate him." I sobbed. I then felt arms lifting me up and putting me up on his lap, hugging me. "H-he hurt me."

Yoongi caressed my back and didn't let me go.

Yoongi is my older brother. He was older than me for 3 years. Yoongi, just like me was mother's child from her first husband. Chaeyon was from mother's second husband.

Me and Yoongi had the same surname. Min. However, mother had the surname Kwon. Father had demanded for us to have his surname and the both of us agreed with him as we loved him.

More than we loved mother.

She had always put more attention towards Chaeyon (Who was a year younger than me) just because she gets more attention from the public because of her looks.

She's a slut. A fake backstabbing slut.

"She told me she didn't love him." I sobbed. "But she lied."

"Awe baby. Please stop crying. Let them be." he cupped my face and made me look up. "Oppa is here, hm?"

I hugged him tighter and continued crying.

"Do you wanna go with me?" he asked. "Do you wanna leave and come with me baby?"

I looked up, slightly hesitating over his suggestion.

But as much as I didn't want to leave, I have to because I wanted to be away. I wanted to be with my brother and live the life I wanted.

I wanted to feel important.

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