20. ohio

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Oh hi, oh hi,
I watch your pain.

"Have you eaten lunch yet?" 

I glance at the doorway to see Namjoon leaning against the doorframe. He flashes a small smile, and I shook my head in reply. "I haven't eaten yet."

"Great," he mumbles, "let's go out for lunch, my treat."

As I gather my things, I follow him out of the house and into the car. We pull out of the driveway, heading towards the nearest diner. We get to our seats and he sits right across from me.

"It's been a long time since we've spent time together," he mumbles softly, before smiling again.

"As brothers," I finish it for him, muttering softly. 

"Taehyung-ah," Namjoon says and I glance up from the menu, "will we ever go back to how we used to be when we were younger?"

I purse my lips into a line, shrugging my shoulders. But before I could place my menu back down on the table, the waitress comes and gets our orders. I rub my temples, shutting my eyes.

"I don't know, Namjoon-hyung," I whisper, "you know, I've always wondered why we don't look similar, almost as if we're not related."

"But it doesn't matter—"

"I've also wondered why you were the only one who wasn't a glitch." I fold my hands together and place them on the table, not sparing him a glance. "I've wondered why our parents were glitches, and how you actually had a soulmate. It gave me hope as a child, you know? Hope knowing that maybe I wouldn't be like them; a glitch."

"You're not a glitch if you can feel, if you can love, Taehyung." Namjoon says just above a whisper. 

"And that's when I started to feel left out. You weren't a glitch, I was a glitch, and then when I found out that I was adopted I—I felt empty." I explain, "then I started to wonder if Mom and Dad just felt bad for me when they saw me up for adoption at the hospital and decided to take me in."


"I know I've grown distant towards you," I mumble, "but sometimes I just feel like—I feel like I'm just a burden to the family."

"You're not a burden, Taehyung." Namjoon shakes his head. "You were never a burden, in fact, you completed our family, blood-related or not."

"How are you so sure about that?" 

"Because you're the only one that understands me, and when I found out that you were a glitch, I remember crying all night." He explains, "I wondered how someone so selfless and happy, someone who completed our family, be punished with something like this?"


"You never deserved this, Taehyung-ah. I didn't know how to help you, and I started to feel horrible because I wasn't being that older brother of yours that looked out for you." He finishes, and the food arrives at the table. However, he raises an eyebrow. "Did you just call me hyung?"

"I met a girl," I whisper softly, changing the subject. "She's a glitch, just like me."

"Are you in love with her?" He asks and I chuckle bitterly.

"I'm so in love with her," I reply, "the only problem is that she's a glitch because of me, I'm her soulmate."



Oh hi, oh hi,
the same as mine.

I stare up at the stars through my window, watching them twinkle in front of me. I wrap my blanket closer around my body, taking a sip of my cup of hot chocolate. With Christmas music playing softly in the background, before I could even take another sip of my hot chocolate, I hear a knock on the door.

Placing my cup back on the bedside table, I walk towards the door. I open the door to see a familiar man, wearing black specks. He flashes a smile, showing his dimples. I smile softly.

"Hi, I think you got the wrong room—"

"You're Park Soojung, right?" He asks and I nod my head, nervous at what he's planning to do.

"May I help you?" I question him and he smiles.

"My name is Kim Namjoon, Taehyung's brother, may I come in?" 

I make room for him to enter into the cozy place, and he takes off his shoes. He waits for me to guide him towards the couch and we both take a seat. 

"Would you like any coffee? Tea?" I ask him and he politely rejects the offer. "I don't want to be rude, but, what brings you here?"

"I'm pretty sure the answer is obvious, Soojung-ssi." 

"We can drop the formalities, Namjoon," I say softly and he scratches the back of his head.

"It's Taehyung." 

I frown. "What about Taehyung?"

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