I came up with this chapter idea last night soooooooo

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WARNINGS FOR LANGUAGE AND CONTENT

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You stared at Yoongi wide eyed, clutching your clothes in your fists. Jin walked up to stand by your side, turning his head to face you. 

"Are you all deaf? I don't like having to repeat myself," Yoongi sneered, looking at you all with anger in his eyes. Before you could answer, he turned around to walk towards the palace, the guards following him. You looked at Seokjin and made brief eye contact before walking. The man at your side motioned for his brothers and Jimin to follow as well.

The walk back to the palace was tense and filled with angry silence. You understood your brother was mad at you. What does that have to do with the other four? 

Once you reached the palace doors, Yoongi motioned to dismiss the guards and finally turned to face you. 

"What the fuck were you thinking, Y/N?" He spat at you, never losing his glare. You hardened your gaze to match him. 

"What was I thinking- What was I thinking? I was thinking on Seokjins behalf to let him see his brothers!" You yelled and Yoongi tilted his head. 

"Oh so the knight in shining armor has family, does he?" You flinched at that statement, knowing the true meaning behind his words. Jin looked paralyzed and his brothers looked at the two of you in confusion. 

"Yes, he does. And they have been missing him as he has been gone," you spat back and your brothers gaze only hardened. 

"And what if something bad had happened to you, hm? Where would that leave me?" He asked and took a step towards you. 

"What, do you not think I can fend for myself?" You stepped towards him as well, mere inches apart now. 

"I never said you couldn't, I'm saying people are dirty and will do what they can to destroy you to get to your father-"

"FUCK WHAT MY FATHER THINKS. I WAS HAPPY! For once, Yoongi, I was happy! I was dancing and smiling and laughing! Why doesn't it matter what I think, what I want? When have I ever mattered to anyone?" You shouted, tears spilling down your face. Your brother backed up in surprise, his gaze softening. 

"Your happiness has always mattered to me, Y/N," he moved to hug you but you pushed him away. 

"NO! How dare you try and make me believe you? You only care about what my father wants, just like everyone else. Leave me alone," you stormed past him and into the palace, to your room. 

Yoongi watched you leave, stunned. This was the first time in many years you truly seemed like you hated him. He had flashbacks to when he first was adopted into your family. How could he let that happen again. Sighing, he turned back to the four men behind him. 

In this moment, he had a choice to make. He ran his hand through his hair as he went over the options in his head. Once his hand reached the nape of his neck, he grabbed the hair there and tugged it lightly. 

He knew what he had to do. 

"Yah, don't just stand there, you four. Come with me," he said, leading the four men into your fathers chambers. 

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You sobbed loudly into your pillow. There weren't a lot of times when you could truthfully say you hated your brother. Is now one of those times?

Maybe it was. You thought about what exactly went down. It did seem that he only cared about your fathers feelings. Maybe there was something more he wasn't telling you. 

That makes your father even worse in your book. 

You punched and bit your pillow in frustration. Why do your parents hate you so much? What did you do to deserve their ire? 

Crying was tiring you out so you closed your eyes, sleep overtaking you. 

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You re-awoke at sundown. 

The orange, gold, and pink of the sun reflected through your windows and onto your groggy face, still in bed. This was the second time today waking up with tear stained cheeks. Hopefully this wouldn't become a habit. 

Standing up, you ran your hand through your hair, barely caring about bed head or any sort of formality. You wanted to sneak into the dining hall, grab something small, then head back to bed. 

What you didn't expect is Jimin, Yoongi, Seokjin, Taehyung, and Namjoon sitting at one table, eating and laughing. You stood there in shock for a second, wondering what your eyes were seeing or if your mind was truly playing a trick on you. 

The middle child was the first to notice you, beckoning you over with his hand. 

You wandered over in a daze and pulled out a chair between Namjoon and Taehyung. The former leaned into to your side to whisper into your ear. 

"We have something to talk to you about," you nodded and scoffed quietly. 

"Yeah, duh," your response elicited a chuckle from Joon who moved away from you to keep eating. 

The man beside you cleared his throat. 

"I believe we owe Y/N an explanation and an apology," the latter part of his sentence was directed straight at your brother who shrunk in his seat a little bit. 

"Right, well, I talked to our father and-" 

"Oh yeah?" You interrupted. "What kind of person is he going to try to marry me off to next?" You quirked an eyebrow at Yoongi who gently popped his neck. 

"As I was saying, I talked to our father. I noticed how happy you were with these guys. Total strangers, part of them, by the way," Namjoon and Taehyung raised their hands in mock defense and Jin wondered if that sentence also applied to him. 

"Talked isn't exactly the right word for it, had a shouting match is more like it," Namjoon interjected and you snickered. 

"Can I finish my damn sentence?" The two musicians sat up straight in their chairs, presumably not used to hearing royalty swear. Even though they have met you now. 

"Anyway, our father agreed to let them stay in the castle, Jimin included, if they became the royal court musicians," Yoongi finished, slumping back comfortably in his chair. 

"And believe you me, Y/N, we jumped on that opportunity! Not only because we'd get to see you every day, of course that's an amazing bonus. But the money he promised us to keep you out of trouble," Jimin held his hands together with a scheming look on his face. "You'd be out of your mind to decline an offer like that!"

"First of all," you leaned closer towards Jimin. "You have never been paid a salary, only mere pocket change. Second, why is getting to see me every day only just a bonus, hm?" You teasingly tapped your friends nose with your pointer finger, and he stared at you stunned for a second. 

"I'd think getting to have a cuddle buddy every day for the price we're being paid is the main highlight," Tae finally piped up and wrapped both of his arms around your right arm. You reached over with your left hand and gave him a pat on the head. 

"Yah, Taehyung-ah, why do you keep clinging onto them? Have you asked their permission to let you hold them so tightly?" Older brother Seokjin scolded and Tae just shrugged, murmuring "Comfy" from your shoulder. 

"It's fine, Seokjin. I've been missing physical affection recently," you sighed and kept petting the youngest mans hair who almost purred at your touch. 

"And that brings me to the second part of what I need to say," Yoongi reached for your left hand with his and you offered it, Tae being slightly upset for a second but allowing what was going to happen to happen. 

"Y/N, I'm sorry for getting mad at you. You really seemed happy with them. I was just concerned. Still, what I said hurt you. I'm sorry," he squeezed your hand and you squeezed his back. 

"It's okay, I said some pretty bad stuff too. I'm sorry as well," Yoongi gave you one of his gummy smiles that always brings a smile to your face. 

"And the third," he let go of your hand, standing up from the table. "I leave the day after tomorrow." You gasped and ran to hug him. 

"No. You didn't tell me it was so soon! Why didn't you tell me?" You felt tears stinging your eyes for the third time today and tried to will them down to be strong for your brother. 

"I didn't know it would have to be so soon. The Jeon Empire requested my presence sooner than I expected. I won't be gone long, hopefully only a week at most," you knew of the Jeons. Mother, father, three kids. You had met one once, at a diplomatic meeting, Jeon Lee-Hyun, you thought they were cool. 

"Well it better be only a week," you pouted at your brother as he leaned down to rest his head on yours. 

"I can't promise anything but I will try to be back as soon as I can." You hugged yourself tighter into your brothers chest. It was the sound of another chair pulling out and another pair of arms around you both that helped pull you back to reality. 

"Yoongi hyung, you'll always have me to watch over your sibling, you know?" Jimin sniffled, unable to hold back that he was crying. Your brother unhooked one of his arms and gently wrapped it around the younger man. 

"If there's anyone I can trust with them, it would be you, Jimin," for not having talked a lot these two seemed to have bonded over the last few hours in a way that made them significantly closer. 

"And what about me, the one who is getting paid to do that?" Seokjin shouted from his place at the table. 

"You I'm not so sure about. Meet me at the palace gates at four in the morning tomorrow so I can be sure." Everyone laughed at that. 

Maybe your brother made things right after all.