TW: Domestic violence
Jungkook felt the familiar pain, as soon as he entered the living room.
"You are drunk?" His father stood in front of him and slapped him again on the cheek.
"You quit work for getting drunk?" Another slap on the face followed.
Jungkook didn't even have the chance to say something before a fist crashed into his face.
Jungkook sunk down on his knees, staring at his mother, who leaned in the doorframe of the kitchen.
She only shook her head, she never said anything when his father beat him up.
Fist after fist was crashing in Jungkooks body.
His vision began to blur and the pain wasn't bearable anymore.
"Can you prepare me a glass of whiskey?" His father said in the softest tone to his mother, while washing off Jungkooks blood on his fingers.
"Y-yes sure darling." Hecticly Jungkooks mother vanished in the kitchen.
"I don't want to see you again today, go to your room and stay silent."
Jungkook stood up in pain but without showing how much it hurt.
Going up the stairs took ages and Jungkook sighed in relief when he closed the door of his room behind him.
Without washing up he laid down on his bed.
Why would a father do this to his own son?
What was it what made him hate Jungkook so much?
A knock on the door interrupted Jungkooks thoughts.
"Kookie?" A soft voice came through the door.
"Can I come in?" Yoongi slowly opened the door.
"Are you alright? He said with concern in his voice and closed the door behind him.
Jungkook sat up and looked at his older brother.
"Do I look alright?"
"Fuck, you should go to the hospital." Yoongi run his hands through his hair.
"You know that is impossible." Jungkook mumbled.
Yoongi nodded.
"I have some painkillers for you." The older sat next to Jungkook and gave him a glass of water and the pills.
"Why do you always have to make him angry?"
Jungkook looked at the floor after he took the painkillers.
"I'm just not like you. I don't want to work in the company and I don't fit in with this happy family lifestyle. I am not even the real son of our mother. I just want to be free."
"You would be free if you would just follow his rules." Yoongi insisted.
"That's the thing. I won't be free of I follow what he tells me. I want to decide for myself.
I want to have fun in life, see the world and do whatever I want, without thinking about how I should behave, what I should say or think."
"Oh Jungkookie.." Yoongi sighed. He knew exactly how it was to grow up with their father. He was just as rebellious as JK when he was younger. He didn't want to fit in and then there was this new baby in the house, that wasn't his mother's.
Yoongi did everything to get his fathers attention but eventually realized he had to stop behaving like that if he didn't want to be beaten up on a daily basis.
He started to fit in and please his father. Now he had a leading position in their fathers company but he had no life. He could understand his younger brother and it hurt him that he wouldn't want to give up his freedom and had to pay for it every time.
"Let's play some games. We haven't done that in a while."
"I'd love to." Jungkook said smiling.

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