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"okay yoongi. i'll give you a choice, you can either go to a foster home and live with a couple brothers and sisters but it's not your forever home or you can stay here and you can get a bed with some roommates. which one?" the lady asked.

the pair were in a room that seemed like it belonged to one of the kids in the playroom. yoongi looked around and saw that there was two bunk beds. he didn't like sharing rooms with other people so he knew that he didn't want to be placed in a room like the one he was in at the moment.

"do i have to share a room?"

"yes you have to, if you want to stay here. if you get a foster family, you can have a room of your own if your foster mother allows it," the lady smiled at the young boy. yoongi looked down at his lap and frowned. "how long until my papa can pick me up?" yoongi asked. the lady frowned slightly, "your parents won't pick you up, sweetie. they did bad things to you and no child should experience bad parents."

"b-but they loved me! why did you take me away from them? they probably miss me!" yoongi yelled, breaking the lady's heart. she held her hand out for the young boy to take and so he did. she made sure not to squeeze his hands to hard but not too lightly either. she rubbed her warm fingers across the boy's smaller ones. she always did this technique when one of the kids were feeling down, it always worked. it wouldn't hurt to try it on the new boy.

"they sure do miss you, sweetie. but you need to understand that if you go back to them, they will only hurt you more. and i don't want that. i want you safe here with us, okay?" the lady asked. yoongi didn't say anything at first, he was trying to take in what the lady was saying. he was only nine so it wasn't his fault.

"i'm sorry this is happening so fast, yoongi. but all those little bruises on your arms won't be there anymore if you stay here. maybe a little brother will help you in times like these, right?" she asked with a smile on her face. yoongi's smile slowly grew at the thought of hugs and not hits. yoongi repeatedly nodded his head with his large smile, his tears spilling unwilling. the lady hugged him with much affection. she wrote down on her clipboard, 'foster family.'







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