"Hello Ms. Ahn?" I sit up on the couch as Jungkook keeps his arms around me.

"Good morning Ms. Min, I call you to advert you about the absence of your little brother Daehan. He left th-"

"What?!" I utter out of shock.

"Miss, his older brother came to pick him up claiming that he needed to just go to the doctor and then come back after 10 am but he's still not here," she explained to me and kind of relieved me in some ways. "I called Mr. Min but he hasn't answered, is it normal?"

"No it's n-" I stop to not create any more annoying problems. "I mean...yes it is but I have to hang up. Thank you for the information, Ms. Ahn."

I immediately stop the conversation and get out of the couch with haste to run to my bedroom.

"Baby what's happening?" Jungkook followed me as I rushed to my closet to get changed and put some good clothes on, to get ready very quickly.

"Have you seen Yoongi when you drove Daehan to school?" I take a peek at him while putting my clothes on.

"What?" he expresses some confusion at the situation. "No, I haven't. Why would I see this moron?"

"He took him at the school and lied to the teacher just so he could pick him up earlier!"

"Are you joking?"

"Does it look like I am?" I let out some anger on him without wanting to and I walk out of the room to reach the front door and put my shoes on.

"Hey...baby..." he lowers his voice maybe in order to calm me down and reassure me. He gets closer to me and cups my face to both look into each other's eyes. "Don't panic, I'm here it's alright, I'm going to come with you."

I simmer down and try to just think about something good to not stress. I'm not sure that Daehan is not in danger, maybe an accident happened or maybe it wasn't Yoongi who was there....I'm totally unable to think straight.

"Jungkook...." the anxiousness takes over me and fills my eyes with tears. "What if someone pretended to be Yoongi and kidnapped Daehan?"

He paused for some seconds while gazing at me with no words nor expression. "No...no one would want to hurt him, don't think about this my baby love."

He put his shoes and coat on and then grabbed his keys before pressing his lips on mine to walk out with me while holding my hand.

We both hurried to get inside his car and he started it once he was sure I buckled my seatbelt on, no matter how much I don't give any damn care about it right now, that's not the most important.

I can't even stop crying to think that maybe my little brother is in a bad place with bad people because I wasn't able to take care of him properly...I'm so scared.

A hand taking mine tenderly with fingers intertwined brought a wave of light calm to me.

"My baby," his soft voice passes through my ears. "Stop stressing, everything is going to be alright."

I elbow the door on my right and wipe the tears that already rolled down my cheeks away. Once it's about my little brother who I love the most, I can't help but let all the emotions crush me down with fears and worries.

The ride towards my previous apartment house seemed long but we finally arrived there. I hurried to get out of the car and Jungkook followed my steps carefully, to catch up with me and hold my hand in his without letting go of me.

As soon as I reach the good floor of the building, I rushed to the door of Yoongi's house to knock on it.

But violently.

The door opens after short seconds of wait.

"Where is Daehan you freaking piece of-"

"You only arrived now?" he stands in front of me. Calm, with his arms crossed against his chest.

Is he freaking kidding me?

"Are you serious?! Do you think it's funny and amusing to do that?!"

"You're the one who should think about what you've just done," he leans closer to me with his steady voice, making me wonder what is wrong with this whole situation. "You took thirty minutes. Thirty f*cking minutes to realize that your little brother of who you should take care has left the school and is not there anymore! I knew you were not f*cking capable of raising a kid at your house all by yourself!"

I can't believe what the hell is happening right in front of me. Did he just take Daehan away from school to test me?

"Are you f*cking insane?" Jungkook pulls on my arm to make me step back as he took place between my brother and me. "Don't you dare stick your nose in our family's business. You better stay out of this because you're not, in any way, a part of it."

"I don't give a toss about your damn useless words. Do you even know how scared and worried she was for him?! How much of a cunt are you to do that to both your little sister and little brother of five years old?!"

Both of the men stare into the other's eyes. I don't know what to do. I want Yoongi to pay for what he did, and at the same time, I just want Jungkook and I to go back to our house with Daehan.

"Haven't you heard what I said?" my brother doesn't step back or aside in front of the taller and more robust man who's more than enraged after what happened. "Don't you think you've done enough? F*cking my sister, lying to me and now giving me life lessons? Get the f*ck out of my sight dude."

Jungkook gives a powerful hit into Yoongi's chest to propel him back and walk in the house after letting go of my hand. I stand on my spot, not having any idea of what I should do at this right moment. That's the first time I see Jungkook that mad, even after what already happened between them.

"You can look after him for as long as you want. You won't find him," my brother spoke to the man who was opening the doors of the house to try to see where Daehan could be.

"Where the f*ck is he?!" he yells out and stomps towards Yoongi. The way he's raising his voice in a way that he never does it when we're just together is frightening, that makes me realize that I would never want him to get mad at me.

"I won't let my little brother live with any of you," he pronounces in a monotone while staring at the taller built. "Leave my house and don't ever come ba-"

Jungkook suddenly grabs him by the collar and shove him into the wall brutally. He's acting on impulse, I should calm him down.

"Jungkook, don't," I place my hand on the curve of his waist, attempting to bring some peace to his mind. I don't like to see him in such intense wrath.

Nevertheless, some glisten in his eyes provokes an electric shock to my body as soon as I notice it. I wouldn't have believed that he would care that much about Daehan, not to such a point where he would cry for him.

He steps back without ever blinking and keeps his eyes fixed into my brother's ones. "I thought you were a good person and just had done mistakes...But you're just a piece of sh*t who deserves to die in your f*cking house all by yourself without anyone caring about you."

I grab his arm and pull him towards me. I know he doesn't mean anything of what he's saying on the spur of the moment, he's not that kind of person.

"Yoongi, please," I set my eyes on him with my blurry sight. "Just tell me where our brother is...Why do you do that to me when never I've done something bad to you...?"

"Never done anything bad?" he raises his eyebrows at me but I felt Jungkook stepping away to get out of the house. "You lied to me without ever feeling guilty about it and you took me for a fool."

"But if I didn't you would have done everything to drift me apart from Jungkook!"

"I WAS PROTECTING YOU!" he shouts out to my face with anger coming off of him as he stepped forth.

"Protecting me....? So for you forbidding your little sister of eighteen years old from having someone in her life is protecting?"

"Yes!" he chokes up on his words as tears left his eyes to my astonishment. "I don't want you to end like mom....to kill yourself just because the one you were love in love with in your life cheated on you and made you feel like you were worthless....! That's the reason why I've never wanted to see you leaving me and then maybe coming back heartbroken...."

I let my tears out at the words that I would never have expected to hear.

"I know how much you easily get hurt...I know how far you can go when you can't think straight and that you're too much in pain Y/N and I don't want it to happen..." he wipes his face and glances away to hide what he hates to let appear in front of me. His sadness or grief is always something he conceals and keeps inside of him.

"Why haven't told me that before...?"

"Because I knew you wouldn't believe me."

"How can you think that?" I lower my voice and look straight into his eyes as he finally calmed down. "Yes I pretend to be okay and never ask you about our parents but that's not for that reason that I wouldn't understand it."

"I'm sorry..." he heaves a sigh and drops his gaze down to the ground. "Eun-yeong came here and I told her about what happened so she asked me to go pick Daehan up at his school..."

"You let him to our godmother?!" I exclaim with shock. "She's sick Yoongi! She's always drinking and taking loads of damn medications! How could you do that?!"

"You know I cannot say no to her!" he raises his head up to stare at me as his sorrow and remorse are filling his eyes with water. I sigh and glance away, stepping back to get closer to Jungkook. "I need to go..." I take hold of my boyfriend's hand and drag him back to the entrance of the building to go get inside his car without waiting just a second. I have to go take Daehan at the sick woman's house as fast as possible.

Jungkook made quick to start the car as I entered the name of the destination in the GPS to indicate him where he has to go. I'm stressed as ever, I can't believe that Yoongi dared to say I was irresponsible and immature when he did such a terrible thing to entrust our little brother to a woman who's barely sober or clean for more than one hour on her day.

I don't even know why she suddenly reappeared in our life like that, or maybe Yoongi never mentioned her even though they were still in contact to my unknown.

•••

I knock on the door, shaking for stupid reasons just to know who's behind this wall.

Jungkook holds me by the waist, the person opens to me and greets us. "Y/N...?" her red eyes look at me with unsteadiness but I don't even even start any conversation. "Where is Daehan?"

"Cuddle!" his sweet voice startles my heart as I missed it and were afraid not to hear it again. His small body appears at the left of my Godmother but she placed one hand on his arm to put him out of our sight. "He stays with me."

"No, he doesn't. You don't have the right to keep him at your house without my permission. I'm the one in charge of him so you give my brother back to me."

"You're too young and irresponsible for that. Your mother wouldn't have let you-"

"I'm eighteen. My mother is dead and I'm way more responsible than you are. You're sick, drunk and high twenty-four hours a day so there's no way that I'll leave this place without my little brother," I stare right into her eyes to make it clear I'm serious. "I'll call the police if it's necessary."

She steps back, seizing Daehan's arm to yank on it and throw him at me with no care. I can't believe that a human could be so much of a demon, she never took care of her children the way she should have done it so why does she even try to take my brother away from me?

Jungkook bent over and took him in his arms, reassuring him as I know he's scared from all this situation that must be stressful for such a young boy.

"Where is his school bag?" I question her, without speaking kindly to her as she doesn't deserve any of my respect.

She walked back into her house and came back in short seconds, to pitch the item at me violently. She hasn't changed a bit but became even worse.

I was about to lean forward to grab hold of it but Jungkook did it for me, taking the bag of Daehan. He passed his hand in mine and dragged me away from the house, "Let's go, baby."

I follow him, after sending all the hate to this person I never loved in my life. My family has always been loathsome, apart from Yoongi no matter what he did to me, he has always taken care of me when my parents weren't there.

"Are you alright my little sweetheart?" Jungkook pecks Daehan's cheek, holding my hand in his with our fingers intertwined while heading back to his car.

"I was scared..." his lips curl down as his arms wrapped around the tall man's neck to hug him tight. "Auntie hurt me..."

"What?" he jerks his head to the right as I did as well from this awful sentence we heard.