Capítulo 1: 1: Bloody enemy in my bathtube
"Taehyung! Go and shower before dinner! You're so unhygienic!!" My stupid older brother yelled from the kitchen, I groaned annoyed and got up from my bed. I have nothing better to do anyway.
I got up and went to my closet to get some clean clothes and underwear, I grabbed my towel hanging over the door and stomped to my bedroom bathroom. I'm lucky enough to have my own while my brother has to use the main one. Perks of being the favourite I guess.
"What the fuc-?!" I exclaimed seeing Jeon Jungkook, my arch nemesis, bleeding all over my white floor and counter top.
"Get out of here! You stained my counter." I complained shoving him to the window where he clearly got in from considering the trail of blood coming from outside.
"Nice to see you too hyung~" Jungkook smirked falling into the bathtube, "Get out I don't want to see you." I growled at him trying to put my hands on my hips, but he beat me to it.
Jungkook held my waist tightly crashing his lips against mine, I of course pushed him away as soon as I could but not before he bit my lip so hard it bled, good kisser I admit.
"My condolence- apopences- sorrences- the thing that you do when you do something badly!" He seemed so confused trying to pronounce, "Sorry?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, of course he's drunk, why wouldn't he be.
"Yes, whatever, I'm just a little bit high on pain killers and knock out gase." "Oh, is that why you're bothering me with your presence and blood?" I asked sarcastically, most people would be worried and maybe take him to a hospital but I really don't care. Besides, he once fell from a two story window and landed on his feet, he's just a human, but he's damn good at not dying. Conclusion, he doesn't need me.
"If I went home my parents wouldve beaten me for getting hurt, and in the condition I'm in I doubt I'd survive it. You were the only person I could think of." Beaten him? For getting attacked?! Wouldn't surviv- How badly is he injured?!!
"Go get me some booze will you?" Jungkook suddenly asked with a pained expression trying to lift his arms enough to take his shirt off, "I'm not giving you booze in a condition like this." I pretty much scolded taking the hem of his t-shirt and pulling it over his head so he doesn't continue tearing what is obviously a bad knife cut. Did he piss off a ninja or what?
"Fine, I'll use bleach then." IS HE INSANE.
"What the fuck Jungkook! How drunk are you?! You can't drink that!" I exclaimed and got a 'youre an idiot' look in return, "To clean it you dipshit."
"Oh, I'll go get you real medical equipment, but if anyone finds out you're here I'll kill you myself." I said washing the blood that I got in my hands from touching Jungkook's shirt off before heading out the room.
"Mum! Taehyung has a boy in his bedroom!" My oldest brother, Seokjin, exclaimed as I opened my door, "I heard him talking to someone and he called the boy Jungkook!" The bitch ran downstairs before I could strangle him.
"I was on the phone." I said as calmly as possible so it wouldn't look like I'm desperate for them to believe me, which my mum, Jimin, the middle child, and my stepdad, Namjoon, did without a doubt.
"But, it sounded like it was real." Jin nearly pouted, he probably thought that I'd get in trouble but also believed me over his own ears, "I was just video calling a friend, he hurt himself and wanted to know how to clean a cut. But it was basically a paper cut so I told him to use the tiny drop of blood as lube so he could shove it up his ass and fuck himself with it." I explained knowing full well I'd get in trouble for saying that so I'd need to stay in my bedroom either the rest of the day or the rest of the week, depends on mums mood.
"Taehyung, don't talk like that. It's rude." Why does namjoon always try to be the 'cool dad' and not punish us....
By the way, if you're wondering why I call namjoon by his first name and not dad or Mr Kim, it's because he IS YOUNGER THEN MY OLDEST BROTHER.
He's literally 25, my oldest brother, Seokjin, is 27 and is here to have dinner with us because mum twisted her ankle and couldn't cook so Jin had to do it because lord help us if Jimin or namjoon tried to cook. I just wanted an excuse to see my hyung so I said I didn't want to cook either because we're out of eggs and eggs are legit the only thing I can make.
Now I'm regretting it, but everyone believed me so I guess it's not that bad.
"Dinners ready anyway, that's why I went upstairs to get you." Jin said sitting down at the already set dinner table, "I'm not really hungry, I just came down to get some water. You guys eat without me while I go shower." I said heading to the kitchen, I stuffed some cotton pads into my pockets and the rest of the things I might need.
I poured saline solution into a glass and went on my way upstairs, I saw that my family did as told and was talking about Jimin's A he got today. Mum was of course lecturing him about how 'low' it is and he should do better, while Jin and Namjoon were congratulating him.
"An A won't get you a master's degree in medschool!" Mum complained and Jimin very clearly looked sad that mum can never be proud of him for anything. He works and studies day and night and does everything right just to be told he's not good enough, it's so unfair.
"I got four answers wrong in an exam of fifty questions though...." Jimin said looking straight down at his food clearly trying not to cry, I for some reason stayed in the stair case listening to the conversation, my blood boiling because of how unfair mum is towards Jimin hyung.
"And that's amazing baby," Namjoon said taking a tight grip to Jimin's hand trying to comfort him, "You're very smart and your mother just wants you to be successful." He continued showing him a dimply smile, "No, mums just being an asshole." Jin said plainly and got ignored besides for a glare from mum.
"It's okey, I'll study harder mum, I promise I'll make you proud!" Jimin tried to say but if course got knocked down, "I doubt it, my Tae baby is the only one who can make me proud. You two are worthless and I shouldn't have bothered raising you for so long! I ought'to kick you out."
"Honey, you're being way too harsh on him. He did amazing, he's the smartest son you have and you keep telling him he's not good enough, I wouldn't have married you if I knew this is how you treat your children." Namjoon scolded and mum went silent, "Scoff, nothing about her deserves a proposal, just admit it. You didn't marry her for her, you did it for Jimin." Seokjin suddenly siad, what?
"Jin, you're out of line." Mum said clearly not believing what he had to say, "How are you this blind? You're stupid but not that stupid. They've been having sex behind your back since day one, have you never once questioned all the 'babys' and 'i love you's? He doesn't love you, he loves Jimin." Before Seokjin hyung could say anything else Jimin stood up, slapped him, and ran upstairs.
He saw me eavesdropping and I could see all the tears staining his cheeks, soon the whole house turned into a yelling match and I knew I'd have to get back to Jungkook and get him out of my house before anyone sees him.
Especially in the state he's in, what he tries to kiss me again? Or worse!
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