Again, I was staring out of the window. Adoring the things god had created.
Everything has a default but still it has its own importance. Like my brother.
Yosub had the weird fear of people's touches. It was there when he was born but it turned to excess since these 2 years. He would always tell me how irritating and disgusting other's touches felt.
Yesterday too he complained that a student, actually his bench mate, had clinged on him laughing. Yosub couldn't complain his friend that he was feeling unwell and he kept his fear in for a whole day. And I was so proud of him that he was so brave. He fighted against his fears, even if it didn't last long,he was my brave boy.
I had told Yosub's problem to my father through phone, after Yosub was asleep, but father just bragged that Yosub was being a typical young student who denied to go school. I was anxious about his decision and unconsciously scolded him that he was not being a responsible father and he knew nothing about our problem.
I regretted shouting at him but I really meant it. He shouldn't have judged Yosub's condition like he didn't knew his problem, his fear. I knew that he was earning for us and having a hard work for our bright future but if he didn't understand about our present then there is no way we will have bright future.
And I was scared. I had left Yosub alone at home. He was comfortable with it but I couldn't help but be worried about him, sitting in the classroom in the leisure time.
"Hey ya!"
I sighed when I again heard that sweet and energetic voice of the guy of previous day. I just ignored him and thought he will go away.
"Come on. Talk to me." He whined and I could already imagine his pout.
"I don't want to." I stated uninterested still not looking at him.
"You just did!" He proudly stated.
I looked at him weirdly but he just gave a sweet smile and ran away.
I shook my head and again continued to stare out.
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"I'm home!" I shouted.
Yosub ran to me and hugged me when I slightly sat down for him.
I smiled but my smile dropped as soon as he welcomed me home. And that was the word I least expected to hear.
"Welcome home, bitch."
I pulled away and looked at him furrowing my brows. But he had this cute and innocent smile which was against the words which escaped his lips.
"Don't spell that word ever again." I warned him.
"Bitch?" He asked.
"Yup. It's a bad word." I stood up and walked to the couch where I dropped my bag followed by my body. I lumped on it, with that little satan copying my actions.
"Then why flims put it there? I thought it was like 'baby' 'darling' 'dear'." He furrowed his brows and put a finger on his lips, probably trying to find the answer by himself.
I giggled at his cuteness. "Noona doesn't know it, baby."
He pouted a little and nodded.
I ruffled his hair and stood up ready to walk away.
"Whatever fucks noona."
I froze and my eyes widen. I looked at him making him look at me with a worried scared look.
I narrowed my eyes at him.
"What flims do you even watch?"
A/n:
What do you think of this book till now?
Is it good?I know that the main characters haven't even had a long conversation. But I guess this book is slightly like that.
...
I don't know how to explain.
Hmm
Like they are meant to speak less and know more about each other.
You know like 'understand without speaking' or something?Well I really laughed at that last part.
What do you think? Which kind of flims Yosub watched?👀👅😂Lol.
-Samtae
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