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𝓢𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 5 •

Seokjin POV

The next morning... As usual, the house was quiet as I made my way to the kitchen. I began stacking things on the counter; chicken, butter, lemons, fresh herbs, cheese. I stopped when I realized what I was doing. I sadly looked down at the list of cooking items,

"Mom's favourite dish" and she always makes everything look so easy and never measures anything. Eomma once taught me that cooking isn't always about being a professional chef obsessed with perfect knife cuts and a spotless work station. She taught me to have fun while cooking and reminds me that food is the great connector.

The reason why I love cooking for my brothers.

I stand still inhaling the beauty of our memories, flashbacks to our togetherness, I felt burns on my chest but I shook myself out of the past and went for the hardware I'd need. It was almost five and my brothers will be home soon.

Again, my mind shifted to another scene which is yesterdays incident. I drove to the hospital nervously. I don't know why? But when we get there, we receive a disappointment news,

"Sorry to say, the patient you're looking for already left about an hour ago"  the hospital staff relayed the message to us.

Jungkook slowing his steps infront of me as we exit our way back to our car. His back arched with sadness and disappointment. He suddenly stop, turned and looked at me with teary eyes, thanking me for bringing him back to hospital just to reassured him. I returned a smile.

Now comes the task of putting ourselves back together and realizing that Jungkook felt more guilty, even though he looks fine but he's hiding it, and myself? I've always been the type to get my hopes up.

I must have been overthinking too much to the past of no return. That name actually sent shiver chills down my spine. I can't believe a single name able to make my mind wandering to the past. It has been so many years! They're actually gone?

Well, some painful memories takes time to heal isn't it?

flashbacks ~

Walking back home along with Jin was his three younger brother, Hoseok, Namjoon and Jimin

It was storming out, lightning cutting through the dark night sky, the sounds of leaves rustling in the wind when suddenly, the sound of a trash can falling in a nearby alleyway caught Jimin's attention

He swiftly turned to the source of the noise, eyes widened with panic

Jin, Hoseok and Namjoon turned their body towards the younger in confusion

"Jiminie.. are you okay?" Hoseok asked,

"No... Hyung, I think we're being followed?" Jimin replied

Faint footsteps were heard approching the four brothers

The next thing they knew, they're running, shoes slide on the stone paved ground, they skid, feet slipping down the endless enchanted paths, darting left and right when necessary

They skitter to a stop in front of their great, big, house. The main doors fully opened

As predicted there Jin stood, they must be officially late for dining. Because appa would always let the main door opened if the siblings reaching home late. We're ready to get yelled at,
ready to received punishment for being late again,

Jin sighed and slowly step his foot inside the house, his brothers did the movement behind him too but the images that they saw, made them totally speechless.

Jin were staring absentmindedly at the white painted walls which is now completely in a mess, blood spattering everywhere. In fact the living room they're in now looked nothing like a dirty garage.

The sound of hiccups cries from their baby brother Jungkook even though he's sucking on his pacifier, on Yoongi's laps. Which his arms wrapping securely around his little baby brother.

Two of their bodyguards leaning against the cold hard wall, one laying on his side. Hoseok was first to yelled loudly, "Mum? Dad? Where are you?"

Namjoon and Jimin splits to look elsewhere and Jin frantically looked for their 7th baby brother.

"Taetae?"

"Taetae-ah?"

But their Taetae is no where to be found!