I walk out of the school with a heavy sigh escaping my lips, dreading the long walk home. We had to walk home every morning and evening because my irritating brother is too stupid to stick up for himself and beat the crap out of his bullies, but then again he wouldn't be able to kill a fly if he had to.

Sighing once again I start my walk by making my way down the stairs when suddenly I hear the stomping of running footsteps and the nickname my twin brother had given me being yelled out.

"TaeTae!" He screeches and before I can even turn around fully he jumps from the first step on the stairs and crashes down right on my shoulders with his arms outstretched so he could wrap his arms around my neck.

We both crash to the ground loudly. Fortunately, landing on the grass so the fall didn't hurt as much as it would have on the concrete. I groan from underneath my brother, who's laying on top of me not moving an inch nor making a sound, I had hit my head and shoulder, along with my right hip, during the fall and the heavy weight on top of me didn't help me any.

"Get off of me you dumbass!" I yell at him while trying to shove him off of me. He tightened his arms around my neck instead of getting up and whimpered slightly. Suddenly, I felt my school uniform started to feel wet at my shoulder. 'He's crying!??'

"Hey," I say gentler this time not wanting to make him cry more. "What happened?" I pat his back awkwardly, not sure of what to do in this kind of situation.

He sniffed loudly and looks up at me with big saddened puppy eyes, tears running down his face. "I-i ...I was being bullied again and-and I didn't know w-what to d-do. So, wh-when I saw you I-I over he-here." He hiccuped out sniffling here and there. He buries his face in the crook of my neck and makes his hold around my neck tighter for comfort.

By this time, the schoolyard was empty and it was only me and V left in sight. I sigh once again and unconsciously start to rub circles on V's lower back while I stare up at the clouds as they pass over. Knowing that we're going to be here a little while I start daydreaming about my plans this weekend.

After about ten minutes later, V falls limp in my arms making me groan in irritation because the famous V has passed out from crying so much.

I sit up spreading his legs apart so he's straddling me with his head still in the crook of my neck and his arms fell to the side. I stand up placing my hands under his thighs to keep him up and place him on my hip like a toddler.

Making our way towards our neighborhood, taking the shortcut across the park, with much huffing and puffing coming from me and a slight giggle every once a while from V in his sleeping state. Every time I would take a step forward with my right foot the ears on V's favorite tiger headband would stab me in the right cheek making it a very mood souring walk from school to the house.

But something in the back of my mind would not get away from the fact how V's soft lips were pressed firmly against the skin of my neck and how his hot breath sent shivers down my spine with every breath he took, making it all the more desirable to throw him on his bed and lock the door on the way out. Though I couldn't help, tighten the grip my hand had on his thigh in restraint.

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I quickly threw my shoes off as soon as I stepped over the threshold of the house and run up the stairs. I kicked open V's bedroom door and laid him down gently and covered him with the thick duvet.

'Yes! I know! I said I was going to throw him, but let me live!'

As I'm turning to leave the darkroom I feel a tug on the back of my shirt. When I look back there is a large pair of puppy dog eyes staring up at me, puffy from crying earlier. His blondish hair sticking up here and there from the walk home and a cute pout placed on his smooth lips.

'Wait, cute!??! Smooth lips?!? What is wrong with me!??' I shake my head to clear my thoughts and look back at pouting face. "What?" I ask trying, and horribly failing, to hide my irritation.

He hesitates at first, unsure. "Can you stay with me?" He looks towards the floor quickly in fear of my reaction, as he should be.

I stare at him, dumbfounded. 'Why does he want me to stay so suddenly?' But then it hit me like a smack to the face, he's scared.

When we were younger I would always stay with him to keep him safe, to protect him from the nightmares he would have from scary movies or from our father, who was mostly drunk through our childhood and would beat us when he had the chance. It made me grow up to be the 'Protector' and V to be the 'Baby' out of the two of us. And we fitted into our role perfectly, according to Hoseok ( Our childhood friend)

I sigh inwardly at my 'baby' brother. "Scoot over," I command and nudged him lightly. His face lights up like a Christmas tree with a familiar box smile while he rolls over and I climb in the bed, facing him under the covers.

We stare at each other for a few minutes in silence until V breaks it with a whisper before rolling over to face the wall.

"Thanks."

I stare at the back of his dyed hair in shock. Then something surprising happens.

I smile.

His cuteness shocking my face into an upturned frown. Then do then unexpected and wrap my arms around his small waist and pull him closer to my chest. Earning a small squeak of surprise from him and bury my head in the back of his neck.

"You're welcome."

We drifted off in a deep sleep and totally forgetting about the homework that was due tomorrow.

(灬╹ω╹灬)
A/N: 

(Edit: I just made a few adjustments to the chapter. Fixed some grammar mistakes and etc.)

This is what I imagined V looking like during the story.

And this is what I imagine Taehyung looks like in this story.

Anyways, hope you liked it!!!

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