❝w-what are you doing?❞ he blushes, smacking my hand away from his forehead.
❝ you're having a fever jimin. i'm just trying to take care of you. stop being so stubborn. ❞
dear Y/n, i am very sorry but i can no longer take care of you. i know you won't forgive me, but i can't take the responsibility as your mother. i know i'm a selfish person but please try to understand. i want to live my own life too. love, your mother.
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no one in this world will love me not even my own family no one.
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"hello, auntie?"
"y/n, thank god you answered your phone. where are you right now? you know you can come stay at our place right?" she asks.
"... i don't want to trouble you though."
"y/n, you are never a trouble. don't think like that. your dad and i were great friends. i'd be glad to have you over."
"thank you."
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"it's great to see you y/n." she hugs you tight. you smile slightly, happy to see your auntie again.
"i'm sorry i made you worry..." you mumble.
"that's okay." she gives you a warm smile. "by the way, i have two kids. they're both boys and one of them is around your age." she says.
"oh, okay. that's nice," you say.
"yeah, but the youngest one can be a handful sometimes." she sighs.
"how old is the youngest one?" you ask.
"16."
you were expecting him to be younger, but he was the same age as you were.
