you and jungkook are twins in this chapter.
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"This is my official death. Goodbye my friend, I'll see you in the afterlife." you dramatically said after receiving your final semester grades as you can't believe your own eyes after seeing the dropping grades you have.
"You did better than me though," Daehyun said as he showed you his almost all red marks as you gently removed his paper away from your sight as you groaned and rubbed your eyes, slapped your cheeks as you took another look of your final semester grades hoping it would change a thing.
"Again, you did better than me Y/N!"
"That doesn't make it any better Hyun! You know there's Jungkook in my life," you huffed as you crossed your arms and placed your bag on your desk, literally shoving the semester grade in it as you prayed that it would fly away in the air while walking home.
Jeon Jungkook, your twin brother who's older than you by seven minutes, the much better twin. He's better than you in everything that you can possibly mention, he's good and always excel in academics, good in sports, though he plays basketball and you play soccer which you think you're pretty good at,
You're both popular at school but because of two complete opposite reasons. Jungkook is known at school for having killer looks that everyone is head over heels for, he's literally the man of everyone's dreams as not only he's handsome, but is also part of the school's basketball varsity team, he's also smart and he haven't been to the detention room unlike you,
You're popular for being the social butterfly slash troublemaker of the school. Together with Daehyun, who you consider as your partner-in-crime, would always tease each other and pull pranks at each other but not to the point where it would hurt each other.
You two haven't pulled a prank at the teachers too as the both of you are close with them, with your polite yet naughty behavior, the teachers liked how you can be a troublemaker at times but when in need, you'll be this student who can pass as a role model student.
You admit that you're not as smart as Jungkook nor as good looking as he is. Though some students think that you're really pretty inside and out, you just don't see the beauty in you even though you're literally the female version of Jungkook. You rather see yourself as the worthless and disappointment child.
You only excel in small things such as soccer and excluding the mentioned sport, there's nothing else that's why you see yourself as the worthless youngest child of the Jeon family.
In the house, it's always Jungkook is good at this, Jungkook is good at that but never Y/N is good at this, good at that. When it comes to academic rankings, Jungkook will always be the number one topic as everyone will brag how good he is that no one can ever beat his top one rank in the whole freshman year.
When it comes to talents, everyone will brag about how angelic Jungkook's voice is and how neat his dance moves are. You can also do both but everyone is blinded by how perfect Jungkook is that they forgot they have another child existing in their lives. You have joined multiple talent contests back then without your parent's consent as you don't see why you should tell them when it's not Jungkook who's joining the competition.
Whenever they would brag about Jungkook, you will always watch at the corner and wish that they would talk proudly about you as well, by how great you are at soccer or by how great you are at singing and dancing too, those little things would make you happy because that way, you'll know that they are proud of you even for a bit.
But that's not the case;
"Jungkook is great at singing too! You should hear him sing one day, you'll fall for his voice because it's like an angel singing." you heard your mother brag about Jungkook as you frowned and sat down a little far from them but near enough to hear what they're talking about.
"Jungkook-ah! Come here," your mother called Jungkook as your twin brother stood beside her as she proudly held his shoulders and that moment, you wished that she would act that way with you too as you're sick and tired of being compared to him just because he's the better child, the better one.
Then, you heard Jungkook sing as your mother's friends clapped for him as he bowed politely and smiled shyly. Typical Jungkook who gets shy when he gets complimented. He walked away from your mother's circle of friends as he went back to playing his video games with his friends who's all older than him.
"Aigoo, it would be lovely to have him as a son."
"Correct. By the way, Yoora, you have a daughter right? Jungkook's younger twin. Why don't you tell us things about her? We haven't heard of her even a small thing about her coming out of your mouth," your eyes sparkled in joy as you expected good things that your mother will say.
"Ah... her name is Y/N. She's seven minutes younger than Jungkook, there's nothing much to say about her, oh! You know that Jungkook could dance too, right? He learned a choreogr..."
your eyes welled up with tears as you stood up from your seat and went to your shared bedroom with Jungkook as you bit your lip and once again realized that you will always be the worthless one and you would never beat Jungkook. Your heart broke when your mother said such basic things about you, you even doubt that she knows your favorite color.
The way she shifted the topic to Jungkook again made your heart broke as you went under your duvet and cried your heart out alone, not caring that you're basically ruining your sixteenth birthday party downstairs.
Walking out of the class with your bag dangling on one shoulder as you went towards your locker to put some of your textbooks that you don't need at home as you bowed at the older students who's passing by at you as you stopped in front of your black and minimalistically decorated locker as you punched in the code.
Stuffing your textbooks in your locker, someone suddenly swinged his arm on your shoulder as you instantly recognized him by his signature perfume that lingers in your shared bedroom.
"Hey twin sis," he said as you rolled your eyes and took the gummies from your locker and shoved it on Jungkook's chest making him gasp as you slammed your locker shut and walked away from him.
"Yah! Wait for me—See you tomorrow, Hyungies!" he bid goodbye to his friends as he skipped towards your direction as he once again swinged an arm over your shoulder as the both of you made your way to the exit of the school while he's munching on the gummies that you gave him but what he didn't know that it's been in your locker for about two months already.
"How's your semester grades? I got a low one this semester," he said as you rolled his eyes as his low grade must've been your highest grade and his failing grade is also your highest grade.
"Decent."
"Oh by the way, Mom texted me and said that Grandma is coming to Busan. She'll be staying with us for a couple of days before going back to Tokyo. Just a quick st—" he was cut off by your sudden shout as you gathered attention from the other students but you didn't care.
"What?! Grandma is coming?" you said with wide eyes as you already felt like crying, does life really hate you this much?
"Why? What's wrong with Grandma coming over? Who knows, she probably bought us new shoes and you know, I've been wanting Jordan's." he said as he smiled as you let out a shaky sigh and walked away from him as you already felt worse and imagined what would dinner tonight would be.
"I'm officially going to die."
The dinner is unusually quiet as your Grandmother who likes to have peaceful dinners is sitting beside Jungkook, her favorite grandchild while you're sitting beside your Grandfather who luckily don't hold favorites but you know you're his secret favorite grandchild.
Dinner usually consist of you and Jungkook bickering over who gets the last piece of sausage or the last bowl of rice with your parents watching as it's a normal sight for their children bickering over food.
"So, how's your grades the two of you?" your Grandmother asked as Jungkook swallowed his food before answering the question, "It's doing well, Grandma. In fact, I'm doing great."
Your Grandmother smiled her usual proud smile at Jungkook as she looked at you afterwards with a raised eyebrow, "How about you?"
You pressed your lips into a thin line as you looked down at your food and gave her a quick glance, you don't know why but your Grandmother always favored Jungkook over you ever since you were kids. Back then, you thought it was normal but as you grew up, you realized things and realized that your Grandmother hates you with her everything.
You don't know what the particular reason is but you just can't do anything.
"It's going great as well Grandmother." you politely said as you felt Jungkook's stare at you as you felt a kick on your shin from Jungkook as you ignore it and continued eating.
"Are you sure? I don't want to hear you getting into detention again, why can't you be like Jungkook?" that's it, your heart shattered as you looked down at your food and tried to contain your tears.
"Give me your semester grades after dinner, I don't want to see a red mark on your grade Jeon Y/N. Why do you have a daughter like this, Junghyun. All she do is hang out with the little brat Daehyun and not care about her grades. Why can't you be more like your twin, huh?"
"What's this all about, Mom?" your Dad asked your Grandmother as he wiped the corner of his lips using the table napkin that's always used whenever your Grandparents come by.
"Your daughter, Junghyu—"
Just then, you felt a really hard kick on your shin as you screamed and accidentally let out a curse word in front of everyone,
"Fuck!" your eyes widened as you realized what you just did as you looked up and saw the burning gaze that your Grandmother gave you as you stood up from your seat before she says anything else.
"Excuse me," you limped away from the dining area as you felt tears stinging in your eyes and the familiar burning feeling inside your throat. You were already a disappointment and you had proved them more that you really are worthless.
"Y/N!" you heard Jungkook's voice calling out for you as you walked faster, limping due to the throbbing pain in your shin as you didn't realized that your twin brother is wearing his chunky combat shoes.
"Jeon Y/N!" he shouted as you stopped walking and looked back at him, tears pooling in your eyes as Jungkook was taken back when he saw the look plastered on your face.
He rarely see you cry and despite being twins, he realized that he haven't talked to you deeply for so long. Unlike before where the two of you would share secrets and cover up for each other's lies. He can't even remember when's the last time you cried as he would always see you all-smiley.
"Y-Yah, why are you crying?"
you let out a scoff as you sniffled and looked at him, a tear fell from your eye as it rolled down your cheek but you didn't bother to wipe it as you let it flow freely.
you're sick and tired of being compared to Jungkook, you're sick and tired of forcing yourself to be someone who's not you. For once, you wanted to be Jeon Y/N who loves to play soccer and hang out with Soobin, Y/N who likes going out instead of staying in the house with your head stuck in a textbook as you're forcing yourself to study when not a single information is being processed.
you wanted to be yourself for once.
you want to be Jeon Y/N.
"Let me ask you a question, Jungkook. Why can't you see it?" your question made him confused as he looked at you with confusion written all over his expression.
"Why can't you see that I'm being compared to you ever since when we were kids, Grandmother likes you better and favors you more. She likes you better because you're good-looking, smart, talented—you have it all! While me? I'm the disappointment of this family,
"I'm the one that always make the trouble in school, always get in detention, fails all subjects, doesn't like to study, not the favorite, always get compared to everyone and I'm tired of being the second! Do you know how I felt when Mom always bring you up as the subject to her friends and never bring me up? How she compliments you and never compliments me?
"How she gave you much bigger and more expensive toys when we were younger? How she's always the one who hangs medals on you during graduation? And did you see the proud smile on her face whenever you do something to be proud of? Did you know how I felt when we both won as MVPs but she only acknowledged your achievement and not mine?
"Do you even know the look Grandmother gives me when I call her Grandma? She wants me to call her extra polite because I know she hates me, why? Because I'm not like you, I'm the complete opposite of you! and it hurts me to know that my twin brother is being favored and there's favouritism going around here, and that shit hurts Jungkook." you cried as Jungkook looked at you with so much pity and sadness in his eyes.
He didn't know that you were feeling like this for the past years and it hurt him that you were keeping this for sixteen years now and he realized that you were right, he used to get big remote controlled cars and helicopters while you get puzzles that are too easy to solve.
And while he get two new shoes and clothes from your Grandmother everytime she comes by at South Korea from Tokyo, you only get a pair of shoe that's not even the same brand as Jungkook's and not even your favorite color and barely your shoe size.
"I wish I wasn't born. I wish I wasn't your twin and I wish you didn't became my twin brother, because if I was not born sixteen years ago, Mom wouldn't have a hard time and I don't have to experience these things I'm experiencing, you'll have the room to yourself without a girl talking to her friend all night long that made you disturb your study time, you'll have all the inheritance to yourself and all the space in the closet by yourself. Nice right?" you said as you took a step backwards and wiped your tears using your sweater sleeves.
"Don't try to find me, and when they ask where I am—Nevermind, they wouldn't know I'm gone anyways, they never cared about me." you turned around as you walked out of the gate and ran to Daehyun's house which is not that far from your house.
That night, you didn't went home. Your dad tried contacting you but he can't reach you as your phone was off, Jungkook felt guilty as he felt like everything was his fault. He doesn't know that you've been suffering for sixteen years and kept it all to yourself,
Jungkook contacted you thousand times but you won't answer your phone as he couldn't reach it and your phone was turned off, his unanswered calls all went straight to voice mail as his fingers nor toes can't count how many voice mails he had sent you.
"Yah Jeon Y/N, I'm older than you by seven minutes, why aren't you answering your phone? Dad is worried, I'm worried. Come home, Dad is worried sick for you."
you leaned your head on Daehyun's headbord as you listened to Jungkook's voicemails over and over again. You just turned on your phone a couple of seconds ago and hundreds of voice mails and missed calls mainly from your Dad greeted you.
You turned off your location on Snapchat as you know that's the first thing Jungkook will check in hopes to know your whereabouts. It's nearly midnight and yet you don't have any plans in going back home.
Daehyun's parents told you that it's fine to stay overnight at their house and though you are shy to stay, you have no strength to come back home as you know you'll only be greeted by scolds and shouts due to being a rebel and staying at another family's house when you have your own.
It happened once when you were fifteen, you are too suffocated to live in a house where you feel like you're not loved at all and so, you ran away from home with only your phone and went to Daehyun's house.
Daehyun's Parents know your house life, how you are the least favorite twin. Daehyun is an only-child and due to his Mom's heart problems, she wouldn't be able to carry another child as it would be too risky for her health and the baby. Her mother wanted to take the risk, but the two boys strongly refused as they don't want to get to the point where they have to pick whether the mother we'll be saved or the unborn baby.
You considered them your third family as around Jungkook's friends who's older than him by years, Namjoon and Seokjin teases you that you're their unica hija and they don't want Jungkook because he's the picky one and hits Seokjin's back too much.
and as for Namjoon, he just really like your nature and personality and even joked that he wanted his future daughter to be like you, strong yet fragile. You can be strong whenever you want yet you're fragile as a rose in a glass.
"He sounds so worried, maybe you should go back home, Y/N-ah." Daehyun said as he pushed his glasses higher to his nose bridge as you heaved out a soft sigh, running a hand through your hair as you stared at your phone as it turned black again once the screen turned off.
"I don't know. I'll just get scolded by them for running away like that. It's not like they care for me, don't they?" you asked yourself the last two words as you tucked your lower lip with your teeth as you tried to decide on the spot whether you'll go home or not.
You flinched a little as your phone vibrated and your ringtone was heard as you looked at your brightly lit phone and saw your Dad calling you. Bringing your finger to answer the call as you pressed the green button and brought your phone to your left ear,
"Dad.." you softly said as you looked down and fiddled with the loose thread of your sweater that you realized is Jungkook's. Gently biting your lower lip as tears formed in your eyes as you kept listening to your father's words.
"Where are you sweetie? Dad is worried, I'll come pick you up and we'll go to your favorite café and order your favorite treats, hm? You can tell me everything munchkin."
a single tear fell from your eye as you were too occupied with trying to get on Jungkook's level and satisfying your Mom to the point that you forgot that you still have your Dad who supported you in all ways, always.
your heart ached when you heard the nicknames he would always call you ever since you were young, it came to your mind and you wondered whether your Dad knows how you're feeling for the past years and how you're being treated in the household.
Munchkin, Sweetie.
A choked sob escaped past your lips as Daehyun went beside you and rubbed your back warmly, trying to comfort you as he is the one who knows all your secrets and how bad you're feeling everytime you get compared to someone.
"I'm at Daehyun's house.."
"Stay there, I'll come pick you up."
the phone call ended as you brought your phone down and looked at Daehyun who only opened his arms as he engulfed you in a bear hug, you melted in his arms as he caressed your hair and whispered comforting words on your ear, making you somehow feel at ease.
Daehyun pulled away as he held you by your shoulders and looked at you straight in the eye, "Once your Dad picks you up, I want you to tell him everything and how you feel for the past years, hm? I'm tired of seeing and hearing you get compared, Y/N-ah. It's your chance to let someone other than me hear your problems."
You looked at him still with teary eyes as he streched out his pinky finger and shook it slightly, "Promise me that you'll tell everything to your Dad,"
"Pinky Promise?"
you raised your hand and stretched your pinky out like him as you intertwined your pinky with his larger ones. He smiled as a honk from outside was heard as the both of you turned your heads to the window that's covered with a gray curtain as you looked back at Daehyun who stood up.
"Let's go, I'll walk you out." he said as you nodded and climbed out of his warm bed. A shiver was sent down your spine as your foot touched Daehyun's cold bedroom floor as you're only wearing your fuzzy Pororo socks.
Walking down the stairs as you saw a familiar car parked in front of Soobin's house as you frowned when you saw Jungkook outside the car, fidgeting with his fingers as he stomped his foot on the cold ground and complained about how cold the weather is.
"Thank You, Hyun."
Daehyun only smiled as he ruffled your hair before ushering you to go home as he felt a little bad for Jungkook's who's freezing from the weather outside.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" you rolled your eyes as Jungkook looked up as you saw how his expression turned soft and relieved when he heard your voice coming to his direction.
"Y/N," your eyes widened when he suddenly embraced you as you saw your Dad from the fading tinted car windows, smiling as he watched his children hug as he haven't seen the two of you hug for years.
Jungkook pulled away as he gently lead you to the backseat of the car as he sat down on the shotgun seat afterwards, buckling his seatbelt up as he looked back at you and shot a small smile.
Your Dad drove away from Daehyun's house as you fiddled with your sweater paws while gently gnawing on your lower lip as you looked up and stared at the blurry scenery outside, resting your chin on your palm as you heaved out a sigh.
Slightly flinching when rain drops suddely appeared at your window side as the three of you heard the loud drops of rain on the roof of the car as Jungkook looked rather bewildered of the fact that it rained so sudden when they checked the weather before going out.
"Should we go home instead? It looks like the rain won't stop anytime soon," your dad said as you looked up and shook your head without noticing that Jungkook did the exact same thing.
"No, it's fine."
"No, it's fine."
you and Jungkook looked at each other with a shocked look as you squinted your eyes on him as he did the same. You rolled your eyes to annoy him as he mocked you and did the same to you to annoy you as well.
Tears rolled down your cheeks no matter how much you tried to suppress it inside. A choked sob escaped past your lips as Jungkook placed warm pats on your back in hopes to comfort you, though he feels bad that he's the cause of your sadness, he wanted to comfort you as he thinks it's the only way that he could make you feel somehow better.
You tucked your lower lip under your teeth as you held onto the cold treat that you ordered with your palms that are covered with the long sleeves of the sweater that you're wearing.
"Do you want me to talk to your Mom about this Y/N?" your Dad said as you pressed your lips into a thin line and shook your head slowly, not wanting to cause another trouble in the family.
"Why?"
You shook your head as Jungkook placed his large hand on the top of your head and if it were a normal situation, you would've slapped his hand away but this time, you felt comfort with the way he placed his hand over your head as it reminded you of the times Jungkook will place his hand on the top of your head when the both of you were still kids.
"I just don't want to be more of a troublesome especially Grandmother is here. She'll just tell me to be more like Jungkook—" you looked at the seat beside you and saw Jungkook with a frown plastered on his face as you bit your lip and gave him a small smile, finally decided to let everything out just like what you had promised Daehyun.
"I don't know if you noticed but Grandmother.. Grandmother sends me glares whenever I try to talk to Jungkook when she's around or whenever I show you, Dad, my grades or my medals in Soccer. I don't know why she hates me, it's been like this ever since we were kids and as I grow up, as me and Jungkook grow up, I noticed the difference between how she treats me and how she treats Jungkook,
"I don't even know what I did wrong, but I hope she tells me because I can't bare it when she doesn't treat me like her Grandchild and treats me as if I'm an outcast and not part of the family, it makes me feel I don't belong here even though Jungkook and I literally grew up together ever since we were born,
"It just makes me feel worse, Mom makes me feel the same too. Everytime she brags about Jungkook's achievements and never mine, everytime she praises Jungkook for being a good son and never praises me—well, I don't know if I'm a good daughter because I haven't heard it from anyo—"
"You're a good daughter Y/N-ah. I hope you know that even if we don't say it and express it thru our actions. You're the best daughter I could ever had and I'm glad you were born in this family because if not, I don't know what would be the Jeon family would be without your smiles, laughs and everyting about you completes us, right Jungkook?" your dad said as Jungkook instantly nodded and smiled, giving you his bunny smile as your lower lip puckered and your head hung low as you once again felt tears pooling in your eyes.
Jungkook said nothing and only engulfed you once again his embrace as you cried by how overwhelmed you are. Jungkook pat your back warmly and whispered comforting words on your ear to comfort you as that's the only thing he could do as of the moment,
hug you and comfort you.
He did teased you a lot and even annoyed the hell out of you to the point that you screamed at him and threw things at him. He copied your schoolworks and homeworks that made you mad at him as you felt like all your efforts were wasted the moment Jungkook copied everything down that it almost became a photocopied work.
He did excelled in everything but he's still proud of you for being this strong and for all the achievements that you got for the past few years.
and though he knew he was the favourite one, from now on, he wouldn't accept any favored things without you, he now wanted you to feel how it feels like to having things he had, he now wants everything to be fair and square just like how it must be for the past years.
"It's okay twin sis, I love you." Jungkook teased you as you pulled away from the hug and pushed his head away from you that made him giggle as he clinged onto you, pouting as you rolled your eyes on him and pushed him by pressing your palm on his cheek and pushed him away.
"Say it back! You love this handsome twin brother of your's right?"
"No I don't, so shut up."
"You do love me! Just say it back, that's not hard. It's just three words! You used to say it back then when we were kids,"
"Three words? I hate you," you said with much sass as he scoffed and placed you in a headlock making you angrily whine as you slapped his upper arm slash the bicep by how he calls it.
"Let me go—! Fine, fine, I love you too, ugly dumbass." Jungkook scoffed as he let go of you.
"That's not sincere but it would do. Dad, you heard that right? Y/N-ie loves me! Y/N-ie loves me! Y/N-ie loves me!"
you groaned as you felt annoyed by your own twin brother. A smile crept up on your lips as you felt lighter now that you have spilled everything that's been bottled up inside you.
and though you felt annoyed by how Jungkook chanted, Y/N-ie loves me, throughout the whole drive home, you couldn't deny that you really love him with your whole heart and from the bottom of your heart.
He is your brother after all.
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