𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐄𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 || 𝙅𝙅𝙆

➷ Chapter Twenty ➹

"Are you twins mad?"

As soon as those words boomed, I immediately recognized the voice as that of my eldest Hyung. Momentarily, the thought of holding my Hyung facing punishment slipped through my mind, and solely I was aware that I turned around singly to embrace my arms around Jin Hyung's chest, clearly sulking at the event that had just transpired.

"Hey, Kook-ah. Hyung's here," Jin Hyung murmured, running his tender fingers through my hair before turning his attention to the twins who seemed to be focused on collecting my snacks from the floor, "Seriously!? You both are grown men and yet foolish enough to pick a fight with a 17-year-old!"

I pouted, intending to evilly complain against them, "Hyungie! They're so bad! I was minding my own business but they came to spoil everything,"

Hobi Hyung, unmistakably in denial retorted in disbelief, "YAH! He was the one who pushed me, beaten up Joon, and now being all sweet and innocent as if we're the only ones, blameworthy," Eventually, he chuckled, adding, "We were just messing with him, playfully and he took it, seriously,"

Jin Hyung, as always, favored me, "How dare you both to mess with Kook!? You even dared steal his snacks, huh!?" I had a mischievous grin playing on my face, by now, "No worries, kiddo. Hyung will buy you more of them, okay?"

I transformed my expression from a sly grin to a feeble pout, feigning to be slightly upset as I nodded in agreement. Jin Hyung escorted me to the couch and insisted that he would ensure the leftover snacks were brought to me three times over. Not only by himself but by urging the twins as well.

"Considering he's the youngest, his dominion is surprising. Just imagine if he were the eldest son of this household. . ." Namjoon Hyung contorted his face into an expression of mock horror, "We would have been doomed for certain," He concluded as Hobi Hyung burst into his infectious hysterics, all over again, spreading like wildfire.

I wandered my goggles around for Taehyung, in the hope that he would try to at least apologize to me for his behavior like my other brothers, however, it seemed as though, he left the room, already.

A stagnant silence excluding irresistible titters enveloped the surroundings, briefly until Jin Hyung's voice broke through, "Bunny, would you forgive Hyung?" His audible tone was ladened with down spirits, "You've been giving me the Silent Treatment for two days, now. And trust me, I feel like, it's far worse than getting yourself entangled in ropes,"

"Just name it whatever you want, so that I can make it up to you," He slowly pulled me closer, gently with his large arm around my shoulder; an action that I didn't protest, for I too had missed the warmth of my brother as well, "Hyung's truly sorry, and please don't stay mad anymore," He whispered as a soft small peck caressed my hair, "I missed you,"

At that moment, I had a sudden realization that I had already forgiven him, a while ago. But witnessing Jin Hyung's fiendish temperament, the other day was incredibly tough for me. My eldest brother is my rock, my safe haven, my resort, my champion, my crime partner, and someone with whom I hold a profound admiration being the youngest, so it was somehow unnerving to feel my confidence waver in his presence for the first time in forever.

Ever since my childhood, when asked about my favorite brother, my thoughts have unfailingly turned to Jin Hyung. This was one of the prominent aspects of my life that has remained unruffled to this day.

"You're all forgiven, Hyungie,"

Four down. One more to go.