Obsession ~ bts ff

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Taking a deep breath as I look at my book, not understanding one word in it. Shakespeare, why does your language has to be so freaking difficult? And how the hell was this a comedy play in the theatres? Merchant of Venice, the biggest bullshit I have ever read. And it also somehow breaks my heart. Poor Shylock, everyone is being mean to him, taking him everything he owned. Just because he was Jewish. Totally funny.

A knock on the door makes me flinch, making me turn my head to see my older brother Taehyung standing at the already open door, leaning against the door frame. ''Everything ok in here?'', he asks, entering my room. Nodding in response, looking at my book again. ''Well, this play isn't something I enjoy. But at least everything's alright. How about you?'', I ask him, leaning back in my chair. Taehyung smiles at me. ''As long as you feel good, I feel good as well'', he answers, coming closer to me. Taehyung is not only my brother, but my best friend. We are there for each other no matter when and no matter what is going on. We went through a lot together and will always be side by side. Since our parents died almost ten years ago. I was ten and Taehyung twelve. We were lonely, even though we ended up living at our aunts house. But she was never there, due to her job and, well, her illegal and disgusting secret no one wants to talk about, even though Taehyung and I weren't involved. But we noticed everything. Good enough we were to young back then to understand what was going on, but as we grew older and older we slowly came behind all of her doings. Good enough she got caught and landed in prison. This women was terrible, but she somehow took care of me and Tae. Since we both were alone all the time, and Taehyung being the oldest, he had to give up his own childhood just to give me the one I deserved, starting his adulthood to early. He took care of me like no one else would, tried to always make me happy. And he did, most of the time.

Sure, sometimes it was hard having someone around you twenty four seven who always wanted to keep you safe, not giving enough space. And it got harder as soon as we both got older and older. Now I am eighteen, almost finished school, ready to start my studies in college, meaning that the time has come for leaving Taehyung. It makes me sad, but I am excited. I have to take care of my own now.

„Alright. A friend is coming over. Please stay in you room", Taehyung says, ready to leave his room. I raise an eyebrow. „Why should I?".

„Because I don't want you to get close to him", he answers, turning around to look at me. „And the other way around as well".

„That's stupid. There is no reason for that. I don't even know him", I mumble, standing up from my chair which starts hurting my back.

„And it will stay like this. I don't want you to get close to him. He isn't good for you", he says, crossing his arms in front of his chest. I roll my eyes. „But good enough for you? That doesn't even make sense, oppa!".

„It doesn't matter, Julyn. You stay in your room!", Taehyung says, raising his voice a bit. This is a good example of Taehyung getting over protective. I never had the chance to meet one of his friends. But I really like to. I want to now why my brother laughed so much when it's not me, who the People Are that make him happy as well. But he never talks about them with me.

I look down at the ground, sighing. „Alright, I stay in my room. But you never raise your voice again, ok?", I murmur, not looking at his eyes. I don't like it when he yells at me for no goo explainable reason. He only does it when he is serious about something. And not meeting his friend that comes over might be a serious thing.

„I am sorry, Lyn", he sighs, hugging me shortly. In this Moment the Beck of the front door rings, showing us that Taehyung's friend has arrived. And that I have to 'hide'.

"We are only doing a project together. So it won't take long. See you then", Taehyung says, making his way to the door of my room, waving at me shortly before leaving, closing my door behind him.

Eighteen, and still listening to my brother. I am almost an adult, I can do what I want. And if I want to get to know his friends, then I am doing it. I mean, what should happen? Taehyung wouldn't touch me, nor would he do other things. Especially when people are around.

But I also don't want him to be mad at me. I want to see him happy. And that's when everything is under his control. No - you are old enough, Julyn. You can do whatever you want to.

Slowly making my way to the door, opening it. If Taehyung sees me I will say that I just wanted to grab some water and snacks. I mean, I don't have any in my room, and if I have to stay in there for some hours I need something to eat.

Leaving my room immediately, making my way to the kitchen. "Julyn? What the hell are you doing here?". Slowly turning around to look at Taehyung who sits on the couch in the open living room, looking strictly at me through his dark eyes. Beside him, a guy, so breathtakingly beautiful and attractive, that I have to remind myself to give my brother an answer. The black hair of this guy falls in strands in front of his forehead, his plump lips giving me a soft smile. His dark eyes shining, looking into my soul.

"I-I, Uhm, I wanted to grab something to eat. I am h-hungry", I answer finally, still looking at that guy. Taehyung sighs. I know he is angry at me now, but I also know that he doesn't want to make a scene now.

"Julyn, this Park Jimin. Jimin, that's my little sister Julyn. And if you don't mind now, my lovable sister has to go now", Tae says, the not so strict tone in his voice can't be overheard. Or maybe just for me. Jimin still looks at me, his smile turning to a grin, the most beautiful I have ever seen. I think I am going to melt away.

"Nice to meet you, Julyn", he says, nodding shortly. My cheeks somehow feel warm, and I immediately look away. Jesus, calm the fuck down, Kim.

"Nice to meet you too, Jimin", I mumble, turning around to go to the kitchen to take all the stuff I need just to run into my room. Is this why Taehyung doesn't want to me to get to know his friends? Because he knows that he would be my type? But this is one thing I had never talked about with him. That's the part my female friend Ji-eun. The funniest person ever. If there is anyone I trust as much as Tae then it's her.

Ji-eun is one of the few friends I have. But she is the one I know the longest. As Taehyung and I moved from Daegu to Seoul we had no one. I wasn't old enough to work, but Taehyung could so we could effort a little apartment and going to school. I tried my best to help him. But as we  finally visited the school Ji-eun was the first to talk to me, showing me around the school, explaining everything. Now she is my best friend, who has a crush on Taehyung. It's weird to know that, but I can understand that. Kim Taehyung is funny, lovable and yes, he is attractive as well.

Hours passed, and hearing the front door open and close, giving me the sign that Jimin is gone. And just seconds later the door to my room opens, revealing Taehyung, his arms crossed in front of his chest. I swallow.

"Why don't you listen to me and stay in your room?", he asks. I sit up in my bed, looking at my brother. "Do you want me to starve in here? I was hungry".

"No you weren't you were just curious", he mumbles. "I know you like to get to know Jimin. But I don't want you to be close to him. I know him well and know he would hurt you. I just don't want you to be sad".

I nod, sighing shortly. " I understand, brother".

But my curiosity says different.