Jeon Jungkook.
A treasure comes to light among the seven.
With his large, perceptive eyes, he was determined to explore the vast universe, and nothing could stand superior to him.
Throughout his life, the young boy has solely known of a "Princel...
"Huh?" I gradually asked, grasping away my head from her embrace.
Before Mom could answer, Jin Hyung jumped up in between, "I've been tryna explain him the same as well,"
Mom affectionately slid her warm hand through the left of my cheek, scrutinizing at me with such pure adoration in her eyes that made my inimical thoughts relieve down in making me see things, differently.
"Seizures ain't a biggie. But I'm glad, you were there and called out to your brothers for immediate help," Mom told me, sparking a hope to begin rushing through my veins, "I'm so proud of you. Never think otherwise,"
A gentle devotedly packed benign peck was bestowed on my forehead seeping up the warmth within my insides, "Now give Mama, your precious bunny smile,"
I offered a toothy grin, instantly, as Dad's hand rolled over to ruffle my hair, lovingly as he smiled, "We're always proud of you, Kook,"
I caught my parents' gazes, brimming with love, tenderness, and ardor; all intensifying in response to my presence in their eyes.
"Alright, you guys, stop it!" I placed my hands over my eyes, feeling a bit sheepish from all the attention lingering upon me, even from my other older brothers.
Hobi Hyung cooed at me, as he came over, squeezing my shoulders from the back, and bringing me to the chaise lounge, where the twins were seated. My glances peeked at Taehyung's sight to spot him sitting cross-legged at the edge of the couch; a clear coat intensified with offense flowing over his expression.
I huffed, rolling my eyes. He always needs to find a reason to get mad at me.
Stupid jealous Taehyung being!
"Mom, better ask your bitchy son to behave!"
"JIN!" Mom and Dad shouted, gasping in unison. Later, Dad added, sternly, "Language, young man!"
"Well, I'd be really glad to know, Jin, who's the real bitch, here?" Taehyung's eyes filled with an instant flash of anger, as he enunciated, putting his elbows against the table.
"Taehyung, he's older than you!" Dad pointed out, firmly.
"Does it look like I care?" Taehyung simply stared, plastering a cold aura, as he shifted his position once sliding back into his seat, against the back of the couch, "If he wouldn't treat me as younger, then there's no way in hell, I'mma give him some rubbish respect," He muttered further, just slightly louder enough to be heard, "Dammit -- he shouldn't even expect such shitty things from me!"
Before Jin Hyung could retaliate more, Mom loudly interjected, "Knock it off! Both of you!"
The tense silence was immediately spread throughout the living room. I stared at the two of my brothers who were heaving up and down in fury glaring the skulls through each other's souls, as if ready to shred each other off.
"Jin and Taehyung! Are you both outta your minds!?" Dad remarked, furiously and with curiosity, tossed a question, "Would anybody care to explain, what exactly happened during our absence!?"
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