Requested by @shannon1300
It was a normal day off for you, you were engrossed with the flashing images on the T.V. screen while you scrolled through your various social media accounts. Today was a little different though as you heard yelling over the blaring audio of your T.V.
"You're such an idiot. You really think that you would be the favorite?" you hear Jimin seethe.
"I'm the idiot? Says the undercooked noodle," Yoongi retorted.
"Can you both just stop, we know that I'm the number one choice here," Jungkook interjected.
That seemed to be the final straw in the bunch as you heard incoherent yells and grunts. You then heard a loud thud on the floor and swearing. Before you knew it, your parents were rushing to where the boys were fighting to figure out what was going on.
"You three are honestly such ridiculous children, what the hell is wrong with you?" your father lectures.
You stay in your room listening to every bit of what they're saying, scared that you would be dragged into it somehow and be in trouble with your three brothers.
"You're all three grounded. I'm tired of dealing with your dumb fights!" you heard you mom yell, obviously frustrated.
As you heard your parents walking away, you held your breath. They walked past your room without uttering a word. It was a few minutes before you heard the stampede of the boys running to your room. You rolled your eyes, knowing that they probably were coming to pout and complain about the punishment that they well deserved. The first to enter your room was Jimin, followed by Jungkook and then Yoongi.
"What?" you huffed and crossed your arms as you sat up to look at the three troublemakers.
"Who's your favorite?!" they tell desperately in, mostly, unison.
You sucked cold air through your teeth before laughing as you exhaled.
"You're joking? You know that I don't have a favorite," you looked at them awkwardly.
"Liar. You have to have a favorite," Yoongi deadpanned.
"I- I can't choose between you three," you fiddled with your fingers as you felt the tension in the air.
You looked between the expectant boys and took a deep breath, you had to make a choice. Quickly too, or else they'd never leave you alone.
Without even a second of thought you blurted a name, "Jimin."
All of them stared you down.
"You're serious?" Jimin questioned cockily.
"Uhhh... yeah," you voiced uncomfortably.
"Hell yes! You guys are losers!" Jimin yells playfully.
You glance at Yoongi and Jungkook cautiously and you see them sniff before storming off. You held your head low and asked Jimin to leave. You felt bad, but they were forcing you to make a choice and you were bad at choices with no time to put thoughts behind them.
You got up off your bed slowly and made your way to their individual rooms. You stopped at Jungkook's first and you could barely even hear his voice after you knocked on the door.
"Kookie..." you hesitated seeing his puffy eyes, "you know I didn't mean that right? You all were pressuring me to say something and I didn't know what to do," you rubbed his back as you sat on the edge of his bed.
"Then Jimin's not your favorite then?"
"No silly, I love you all the same. Truly," you smiled at him before giving him a tight hug.
You stayed with Jungkook for awhile before getting up to go console Yoongi. You were more worried for him as he tends to isolate himself more than the other two.
"Yoongi?" you peaked you head in his room.
"What?' he answered blankly.
"I'm sorry."
"I'm sure you are," he shot back.
You sighed knowing that you had really messed up with him.
"Yoongi," you started, "I love you the same as I love Jimin I don't have a favorite, genuinely."
"Then why lie and break our hearts like that?" he turned to face you as you spoke.
"Because you idiots pressured me!"
He laughed at you and shook his head. You punched his arm gently in return and hugged him before getting up.
"So who's going to break the news to Jimin that he's not the favorite?" YOu questioned as you were exiting the room.
"Oh, I'll do it," Yoongi smugly smiled.
"Good. Because it wasn't going to be me," you laughed before leaving his room and making your way towards yours.
You were happy it was sorted between the four of you and you no longer had to carry that weight of knowing you hurt your brothers with a lie.
