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He had always been the stronger one .I held his rigid hand and felt small behind those wast muscular shoulders.They were broad and carried the weight of our collective worries, seemingly unbothered .His hand squeezed mine tightly ,it urged me to follow behind him even closer ,splurging on the warmth oozing from his compact,tall  frame .Word was of my younger,but nonetheless stronger friend,Jeon Jungkook.

 He was compassionate and powerful with a skilled hand for arts.We had spent most of our lives together. From the first time we met  thru the small gatherings which happened frequently in our community,but were mostly just an excuse for mothers to hold tea parties  ,we became inseparable. 

Back than,he was adorable and small with doll like features which made him look like a girl.The mothers always properly dressed him in girl's clothing because they suited him better and I think they also had a lot of fun while choosing fashionable girly outfits for him,the cute boy with rounded sparkly eyes looked sweeter than cotton candy clad in black , gothic lolita dress which was all the rage back when we were little.

He tugged once more at my hand and inched me closer to his menacing form.I melted in those strong arms on which muscles were protruding and bulging in oval shapes  on his arm.They were so beautiful and those fingers so weeny and thick,they made me tingle and gulp,made something scrunch in my chest and heat surge in my abdomen .

To my own disbelief sometimes ,during out childhood  I used to be the one to protect him .He was like a frail flower and I stood tall like a boulder between him and his secret admirers who only bullied him into submission when I,his guardian,wasn't around.It all took a turn as we grew older ,he exponentially outgrew my strength and by the age of 10 ,at the dragon festival(yearly festival to cherish the mighty dragon,God of the Sun),he manifested strong telekinetic abilities.

He moved fire at his will and produced powerful flames.It came as a shock to me that Jungkook manifested so early .I was older by 2 years and already felt a strong sense of responsibility as the oldest child in the neighborhood,they all seemed to my like my little gnomes which I took under my wing . If there were any disputes during ball games or a fight had broken out ,I was the ultimate judge in every occurring situation,i would pass a conclusion which all had to uphold. 

As the oldest,kindest,most responsible brother,I was supposed to serve as an example for others,turned out I was quiet a poor example.While Jungkook trained his powers every day I stayed behind and watched his back as it became broader and more powerfull ,I used to count the scars on his back, the muscles on his chest as a mean of security.

I used to tell myself often that when get  my power,I would grow twice as fast as Jungkook.If he has gotten 20 scars in 2 weeks from training, I would get 40,if he has gotten a six pack in 1 year I would have gotten one in 6 months.It was a way for me to secure my position,just to cover the wounds  till they could heal,but they never did, they only grew more painful with every day in which my powers hadn't yet awakened. 

Soon all of the kids in the neighborhood had gotten their powers,only thing which i developed was a sort of indifference regarding my position as the responsible older brother  . Now I started caring about myself and why I hadn't manifested even one measly ability by the age of 15 when all of them had already been blessed with a power .

When puberty ends,people generally stop developing new abilities and if by then you hadn't developed even one,you will stay that way forever.I had developed anxious ticks because of the stress . Sometimes I'd even burst out into a panic attack in public or harm myself,it was eating me alive,the surrounding,the people,the region,our status,everything.Only thing which kept me alive ,was Jungkook,he stayed my only hope. 

When we were 16,I stopped protecting him and that is when he officially became my guardian.He grew out of his feminine features and became a strong man ,while i stayed my childlike self,beardless,petite frame,smooth glossy skin and big eyes. I started receiving attention which wasn't purely out of admiration anymore. Gazes of admiration turned to  wanton looks of lust.They gazes heated my skin and I could almost hear their thought ,their need to lick my skin and pull my clothes from my body,to reveal its embarrassing fragile form to the world and then concur it,make it their possession. 

 Children become fully  independent at the age of 14 and then they have to take care of themselves, thus they start performing a job which is most suitable to their abilities.Builders were strong and smart,I wasn't strong and haven't had any chance to get an education since I was born in the lowest standing region. Only females could be mothers and to be a keeper I lacked the social status .Of course there were a lot of nasty little jobs which would never be written in notebooks . 

Jungkook sheltered me from that dark world ,never even letting it's shadows lace my skin .I remained pure,unfazed by our circumstances ,and I hated it but couldn't protest against Jungkook .No matter how sore his hands became or how much blood was splattered on his skin he has never uttered a word .He remains silent.I do what I can to make him happy,I stay by his side and help him where I can.

I take care of him before he finds a women and decides to settle down.People like Jungkook are too good for me,they shall always remain proud and distant,he should build a family and let the shadows quietly engulf me. I feel Jungkook stop in his heels suddenly ,I can't see who stands in front of him,but I can see the gangsters surrounding us,he pulls at my hand and I glue  myself to his back and pull my ragged hood over my face,but it isn't enough to cover my lips. 

Thankfully it covers my whole body to my knees.I hear a voice say „Well if it isn't the rebel Jungkook, I see you got your little puppy with you today again,why don't you just let us have some fun with him,huh?And then well leave you Arkins alone." Arkins was an insulting way to say our peoples name.

We belonged to the region of Arkusan, the poorest region,and the people were called Arkusins, which meant beautiful lilies, but we were a region known for sleeping with  dogs in times  when the colds in winter became ravenous and fell to deadly low temperatures.Because temperatures would drop below ones suitable for the human body we resorted to hugging dogs during the night because of their high body temperatures. 

Creatively thought out,the name Arkins was a short version of the sentence "arkunas plates sifins" which translated from the Urruns language to ours as „smells like dog shit".The Urruns were our neighbor region,the second poorest region. They detested us for centuries and each conflict between the nations was a result of previous conflicts,it was a bloodbath few came unharmed out of,and even fewer returned sane . Jungkook and me were only once caught up in a battle which unexpectedly occurred in the premises we lived in.

The man and his group of  Urruns kept crowding us . Three other suspicious looking man were mixed in the group who stood out from the rest with their expensive clothing.That is all I could see while covered with the ragged cloth.I hid behind Jungkook and cupped his hand with both of mine.