With many things happening so fast in his 17 years long life, Seokjin could barely remember how he got to where he was, all he knew is that he's sick. Very sick. Orphaned after an accident he could barely recall and only saw in his nightmares, he wa...
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"Jin what the fuck is this?!" Namjoon shouted at his step brother, under the eyes of his angry parents, in front of a tearful Jin. "I wanted nothing but get a single coffee from the café next here and what do I get?!"
"I-I'm sorry hyung..."
"What were you doing there Jin?" Angrily asked Mrs. Kim, after her son told her what he saw.
"Seriously Jin... a part time job...?"
"S-Sorry..."
"Don't give me that sorry Kim Seokjin!" Namjoon yelled again, completely mad and frustrated, making Jin flinch. "I want fucking answers!"
Jin stayed silent however, he knew that telling him the truth would only make him even madder. He just kept silent, trembling in fear from his hyung's anger which he had never seen before.
"Answer me Goddamn it!!!"
"Namjoon lower your tone, don't forget that he's not as strong as you!" Mr. Kim scolded despite his anger towards Jin, finding that Namjoon was going a bit too far.
Yeah... not strong... weak... fragile... since years he was receiving pity glances from everyone...
He didn't want to be pitied, he hated his state, he wanted everything to be back to normal. He wanted to prove that he was still strong like before... but nobody would give him a chance.
He thought that his sickness wouldn't be a big bother, but it ended up being hell itself. Jin felt trapped, chained from every single limb ever since he got that disease.
He wanted nothing more than to be just like anyone else.
"I'm sorry...."
"Why...? Why Seokjin...."
"I d-don't want to be a burden on you..." Salty drops ended up escaping his eyes no matter how hard he tried to hold them back.
"Seokjin what are you saying..." Mr. Kim muttered, starting to feel devastated. "We never saw you as a burden, don't say it again..."
"I only want to at least pay the bills for my parents' house... I don't wanna leave it." Said Jin, feeling his breathing starting to uneven and started to gasp for air, alarming the parents and his friend. "I-I'm strong... I can do it..."
"No Jin..." Said this time Namjoon calmly, approaching him slowly. "Don't go there again..."
"I'm not a kid anymore hyung...."
"Seokjin you're too weak for now... you shouldn't be adding layers." Mrs. Kim said, with a soft warm tone and a loving expression.
An expression Seokjin had always seen and loved in his long gone mother's face, he was surely going to cry over it again but kept reminding himself that... seriously it's been like six years since she left.
