"I want to get back to training and practicing so bad." I sulked. Resting at home was nice, but I was slowly getting bored and coding was giving me headaches. I was struggling running the program I created properly. I fucking hated it.
"That's why you don't take bullets for people, especially people like Jungkook." Taehyung playfully said, while staring at Jungkook on purpose, which got his attention of course.
"Shut up, Hyung." He sarcastically answered.
"My tummy hurts." I closed my eyes and tried not to focus on the unbearable pain my period were causing me. "Do we still have some painkillers?"
"I'm going to get you some." Yoongi said, walked to the bathroom to get what I asked for.
I lightly smiled and rested my head on Jungkook's shoulder. I closed my eyes and tried not to focus on the pain I felt. My wound was still feeling a bit weird, but the pain of the period was worse.
I felt a warm hand caress my tummy and my shoulder at the same time, it got my attention so I opened my eyes knowing well who it was. Jungkook had shifted position so that I was between his arms, while one of his hand was on my lower stomach and the other was resting on my shoulder.
"Do you need anything? Don't you want to go to the gynecologist so that they can give something more strong and efficient for the pain?"
I looked at him and nodded. "But mine is far from here. I used to go there, but I haven't gone in a while."
"I'll make an appointment for you and I'll take you there."
"Thank you." I genuinely smiled and appreciated his attention. I could see that he really cared and wanted me to feel better. He took such good care of me, I was grateful and really liked it.
"You welcome." He cutely looked at me and showed me his pretty teeth.
I was happy how I was right now and just wanted to stay like this forever, however there was still one problem. My brother. I didn't want to talk to him at all and I did not know when the day would come. I hated him and was planning to do so for the rest of my life. I was not going to ever try to understand why he left me there so that's on him. Jun Hoo was a little bitch and I stand on that.
The saddest part about my actual life right now is that I could not have sex, because I was wounded and Jungkook would not give it to me either, because he wanted to show me he was sincere and it was cute really, I appreciated that, but at some point I was sex deprived.
I wanted to respect his choice to wait for me and to be certain about our feelings, I really loved the idea, but I couldn't help it. Every time he would kiss me, I would try to make it a bit more than that and he would stop me right away. I never had a boy act that way with me, it was weird but pleasant at the same time. Still though, you know me and how horny I can be. It's really getting pitiful at some point, because it will look I'm addicted to sex or something.
Appart from that, now that I actually got time to rest and sleep however and whenever I wanted, I wanted to move, train, fight, shoot guns, and stuff like that. But I was not allowed yet. I had insisted so much, that doctor 'only' gave me two weeks to have time to heal and this was also an opportunity for the boys, to have time for themselves.
I missed fighting with Jungkook, and going on missions with the boys. And now I only had coding left, but Jin did not give me anything to do, so I was just here, doing nothing but giving time to my body, which was well deserved, but still. I was bored.
But the boys were still entertaining me and that was cool, I was happy to be with them.
... 1 week and half later
"I don't want to talk to him, damn!" I shouted, putting my hands over my ears. I didn't want to listen to them. "Why are you doing this to me?!" I complained.
"I'm sorry, but you two have to talk so that we can finish this mission smoothly and not get fucking shot again! So fucking talk to him, now!" Jin shouted too, trying to convince me to talk to my brother.
"Fuck, I hate you!"
"Me too!"
"Fuck you!"
"Fuck you too!"
We both glared at each other.
"Y'all need to calm the fuck down." Yoongi shook his head in disbelief. "Y/n, please talk to him. We really need it. There's a lot of money involved."
"How much?!"
"At least a million." Jimin responded.
"Will you let me get my drivers license and buy me a new car if I do it?"
"Yes."
"Deal." I stopped sulking and crossed my arms.
"If a car was the only thing you needed, you should've said so."
"I was waiting for an occasion to use that excuse." I looked at him. "But I don't want to talk to him, damn. We can just ignore each other."
"It's a good occasion to sort out your problems with him and finally get over it. I mean, it's not something you get over, but still. You have to tell him, calmly."
"I'm a fucking resentful person."
"We know." They all said in union.
"Fuck you all."
"He's in front of the door."
"Jin, be for real!" I whined. "Fine." I quickly stood up and hurried to the main door, opening it and closing it behind me.
He was standing there, wearing casual clothes and looking handsome. I hate him. "Y/n." He sweetly smiled.
"What do you want to talk about?"
"You know..."
"Yes I do. So talk. I don't have time. Kook and Jimin are waiting for me, so that we can eat together."
He gently smiled and nodded. "Look, I know that I'm shitty brother and that you hate me, but I want you to at least listen to what I have to say. The things I haven't been able to tell you, since we have seen each other again." He sighed. "Y/n, I could not take you with me, knowing that we were both going to sleep on the streets, hustling to find food and money. You know how dangerous it can be outside. I was not sure to be able to protect you and give you all the things a brother could give you. But I never thought that mom would ever do this to you. I'm sorry and I mean it, sweetheart."
I lowered my head and felt some tears building up in my eyes, ready to slide down my cheeks. I did not want to feel this sadness inside me, I didn't want to be reminded of everything that had happened, because it was really painful. I wanted to sob so bad, but bad bitches don't cry, right? Was I even one? I was pretending to be.
I was fucked up, life fucked me up and I was fucking it up even more. I wish I could forgive him that easily, move on and forget everything that happened. Live a happy life with my brother and goodbye, but the thoughts and voices in my head won't let me. Not after all of that.
"I understand." Is all I could say. "I don't want to be reminded of the past everyday. Give me time and may be one day I'll forgive you." I looked at him while saying all of that, still not allowing any tears to come out of my eyes. I did not want to appear weak in front of him.
He gently stepped towards me and hugged me as if I was frail.
I did not hug him back, but let him do it. If he had missed me so much, that was at least the only thing I could let him do.
"Y/n, thank you so much." He held my face with his hands. "I love you and I'm so sorry." He hugged me again, but this time a bit tighter and closer.
I lightly pushed him away from me and looked at him. "If you have anything to do or say to do the boys, do it now. Or whatever." I walked away and finally could take a breath.
I walked in the house and left the door open in case he wanted to come in. I wasn't going to be rude and slam it on his face, he was still my older brother. The irony.
...30 minutes later
"He actually want to raid this place Namjoon, it's not a fucking joke!" My brother exclaimed.
"Is he fucking serious?"
"I'm not playing and my sister lives with you guys. You better do something about it or I'm taking her with me."
"You're not taking me anywhere. You should've taken with me you way sooner, but you ran away. You're not going to do your big brother act right now. It's too late." I glared at him. "This situation is all because of me, so I'll take responsibility."
"You can't take responsibility for shit. You really have no idea."
"Then you should not have showed up of the blue." I shrugged.
"Stop fighting." Namjoon shook his head.
"Y/n, you're coming with me."