Outcast | KNJ

10 | 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚍

"Where the fuck have you been?!"

And just as expected, she was presented with a drunk, angry man pestering her as soon as she walked through the door.

"Out, now leave me alone." Sung screams back, she was too tired to deal with him now, now learning he wasn't even her father made her numb and clueless on how to feel. I mean how was she meant to feel?

The man who had prospectively "raised her", never properly looked after and cared for her like a father should except he was the one who worked for her while her "father" did nothing at all. Nothing but a mere sperm donor in another one of their fucked up plans.
It was all a mess and her brain had no idea how to process the information right now.

"You had better not have been with those-." Tae-joon began to shout back before Sung quickly got interrupted again.

"And what if I was huh? Why do you care all of a sudden? You never cared before up until this moment?" She shouted back, stopping half way up the stairs as she looked over the bannister, down at him in the middle of the hallway.

"Don't you dare speak to me like that." He yelled back, walking to the bottom of the stairs, looking directly up at Sung.

"Why not? I don't class you my father and nor do I class Hoo-woon, so maybe keep doing what you had been doing until now, ignoring me and not caring about my what and where abouts yeah?" She scoffs, walking back up the stairs towards unaware of him running up the stairs towards her.

"What are you-"

Sung didn't even have time to process what was going on as she felt herself become crushed between the wall and Tae-joon, his hand tightly wrapped around her neck causing her to begin to choke under his hold.

"When I say don't speak to me like that I fucking mean it do you hear me?" He yelled sharply at her face.

Sung's blood began to boil, she had seen him act like this towards her mother but never her. Her mother had always managed to turn it into something else either for fun or for her own sake, however now she was stuck she couldn't do that, he never cared and now he cares but maybe a little too much.

"Get the fuck off me!" She screeched in a muffled voice, his hold causing her to lose more and more breath as time went on.

To her luck, Tae-joon quickly released his grip and took a step back, watching Sung fall to the ground in relief.

"When I say something you obey it, do you hear me? Just like how you are going to obey this marriage order." He snarled like a cat, his eyes wide with anger and the alcohol in him made him even more violent, something Sung was just at the receiving end of.

"Yes." Sung manage to stutter out, watching a drunk Tae-joon walk back down the stairs, leaving Sung, as usual, to recollect herself before finally managing to make her way to her room, quickly collapsing onto her bed.

"He just had to ruin my night didn't he."

-Flashback-

"Fuck sake." Jungkook exclaimed jokingly, followed by a sigh as he lost the game twice in a row.

"I'll do an easy one to lighten everything up." Yoongi says, finally pulling himself up to be able to see everyone better.

"Go on, after the last one I don't think it can get any worse." He sighs, throwing his head back against the back of the sofa.

"Did you really paint your teacher's face in your first year because she gave you a bad grade?" Yoongi says mockingly.

"Did you really have to bring that up when you know the answer." Jungkook sighed, throwing his head back against the sofa once again.