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"I fucked up" I answered him looking at how peaceful the kids playing looked like, and I felt sad. Because I've never had a good childhood, exept for the times I played with Yoongi.

I had a big brother, a sweet and kind mother, and a cool father. We were the kind of family everyone would dream to have. Exept that my mom was the one working, while my dad was taking care of us. I never loved someone like I loved my mother, but that was until one day, when my parents fought for a still unknown reason to me. She flought somewhere with my brother because he is more mature than me and never came back. So my father felt bad for me, and started working as a barista for four years. Until he decided that I'm just a burden to him and started telling me how much I do nothing in this family, that my mother didn't want me because I'm useless and it's the same case for him.

I really was a useless person, so I let my dad decide on my job and I became a prostitute at 14 years old, until now. I felt bad and still feel bad for him. I know he that loves my mother very much, his bigger son and his previous life. I know he's getting drunk because he has a lot of problems and nothing to deal with them. So that's why I'm still helping him, getting him money by that fucking job.

And just like I promised to him when I was sixteen, that I'm going to work hard when I finish studying and become a dancer which is my dream, I will get us a better life. Hopefully, Yoongi has always been there for me. I don't remember a time I was sad or mad and he didn't confort me. He used to buy me a lollipop every time I cried when we were kids, now we are both for each other. I'm finally mature enough to listen to him and comfort him.

"Why what happened?" Yoongi asked and I shook my head.

"He's been throught a lot,.and when I finally gained his trust, and he finally decided to open to me like I wanted since I met him, I went fast on him. We started making out and he was probably scared and-"

"Wait. Did you force him to make out with you or he also wanted to?" He asked me raising an eyebrow and I rubbed the back of my neck.

I didn't force Jungkook to kiss me, he kissed me first. But I seduced him, I pushed him to. And unstead of pulling back knowing that he's just turned on but not ready for anything I couldn't stop and kept kissing him back.

"I.. well he kissed me first but I kept seducing him you know.. ?"

"That doesn't mean he didn't want what happened. He was probably just scared, I think Jungkook really wanted to do this, but he was scared after. This looks more logic since he's been throught a lot in love like you said." He explained to me holding my hand as I just nodded, thinking about how good his lips were on mine. Even if he probably didn't kiss anyone for a long time, he sure is a good kisser.

"I don't know, Yoongi." I sighed and bit my lower lip as he nodded.

"It's funny.. I never heard you talking a lot about someone else than Taemin-"

"The thing with Taemin is over. When will you understand that?"

"I know i know." He said rubbing my hand. " But don't forget that you loved him for real, and you're acting the same way with Jungkook. I just hope he doesn't hurt you or else I'm gonna kill him with my own hands."

"Yoongi, I don't love Jungkook nor he did hurt me yet." I added rolling my eyes.

"Yet." He said and I chuckled, shaking my head.

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