TAE'S POV:

"Wake up, son!" I hear step-dad calling me but I didn't wanted to open my eyes.

"I know you heard that, now don't be lazy and come" he chuckles and goes. I curl in the sheets and remember everything that has happened yesterday. But how can Jungkook be my brother? Ahhh...I still am so messed up inside but I must not stay like this forever so, I force myself up the bed. And make my way to bathroom, still stumbling some places. I finally force laziness off and head out.

I saw mom in kitchen as always and dad just completed his breakfast. I take a seat as mom offers me the food. I eat in silence, maybe no one has anything to say today. I realize that Jungkook is not here yet. Did he already had breakfast? If not, he must have it. Or else- ahh why would I even care? I munch the food and was about to leave the table when mom speaks.

"Hey! you've to make lunch by yourself remember? As I don't think Jungkook is ever going to come out of his room" She sighed and I only nodded. She smiled and made my way to the room again.

Maybe it's not going to be any big deal. But what if he tortured me in absence of mom/dad? But will he even come out of that room? I wash all thoughts and place myself in front of my desk and search for my diary.

Tannie, My diary is the only thing that comforts me. It is the place where my happiest of moments and darkest of memories lie. I can write anything, all of my feelings and emotion. I turn the pages through all the moments when was broken, He helped me. I quickly grab my pen and start writing as I was not able to write yesterday.

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Dearest Tannie,

It's your TaeTae. You know what? A reallyyy big mess is created. You remember that gross Jungkook, who always used to make me cry and you had to comfort me? Yes, that stupid is now my STEP brother! I never even imagined mom would date someone else who's not my dad. And the worst of all we are shifted together! How am I supposed to live like this?? And today they are going out for whole day, leaving both of us at home. I am really afraid, I don't know what runs in his head. I mean someone can at least give some expression in the face! Ah..I will never be able to stay happy. Though I was happy with my dad. I have to cook for Jungkook or else...I don't have to tell you.

Thanks for understanding me. Byeee

t

annie!

-Taehyung
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I sigh and glance at clock. Should I make lunch? Is Jungkook out yet? I peek through my room and notice his door still closed. I finally decide to go. Through the stairs make my way to the kitchen.

Hmm..What should I make then? What does he like? Wait, will he even eat? But I must make anything.

I search but don't find much ingredients. Umm... Starch noodles and some vegetables? How about making Japchae? Yes!

I don't think more and start boiling noodles. I cut some veggies and fry them. Once the noodles were ready, I stir them and mix with the fried vegetables. Finally, I add some sauce and plate it in two plates. Wait, I have to call him? What? No! I better give him in his room.

I stay still for sometime deciding whether to go or not? I finally collect enough courage to head upstairs. I inhale sharply and try to keep my heart from jumping up and down. I gulp my heart from my throat as I realize the door is not locked. I am now right in front of his door, though it is not locked decide to knock first.

"Come in" His voice shows no expression. I slowly open the door with the plate of japchae in my other hand. Though don't look up at him but I can sense him looking at me. 

"Bring it here" he says coldly as raise my head. I find him in his bed, scrolling through his phone, without his shirt revealing his tight, tanned body. I can feel my stomach making knots and legs forcing to leave the ground. Ahh...what is purpose of these electricity running through my veins? I try my best not to stare at him as I place the dish at the side table, beside his bed.

"I said here" He looked at me, still with the cold eyes. I flinch a little and grab the plate. I place the food right in front of his lap...still trembling and turn back. "You not eating? He askes as I stay puzzled.

"Uhmm...Y-Yes I will H-Have it in K-Kitchen" the butterflies in my stomach are now making their way through my throat making me stutter so bad. I can feel my cheeks burning like fire and my stomach making twirls.

"Oh, Alright" He responds as I don't wait any long and make my way outside, running through the stairs and end up loosing my breath. I stop and curl in the couch, allowing my heart and all the butterflies to rest. What was that? Is that even possible? Did he notice my burning cheeks? Or, my trembling legs? Or, all those butterflies kicking my throat? Ah, but what was that? Nervousness? Danger? or L-Love?