"As you all already know, the Kim family has quite a hefty family fortune. After your father passed your mother was the only living relative of age at the time. She inherited the funds, and now, the same is to be passed down to your family. Technically, Miss Kim, you are the eldest in the family. Being as such you receive everything in your name."          

"Cant we split it?" I asked immediately not wanting that at all, and Namjoon squeezing my hand reassuringly. 

The Lawyer held his hand up. "Hold on. There is a contract in this document that specifically goes over a few terms per your mothers request. For the next 15 months, you will act as payee for 75% of the fortune which will be divvied up between the three of you at the end of the term. 25% of it will immediately go to your cousin Seokjin since his father was your fathers partner."

"Or?" Namjoon asked. 

"Or nothing." He replied. "There is a note here that states your mother did it this way in hopes that if for some reason you were hesitant on being part of each other's lives, it woud temporarily force you to try."

I looked down to the ground. Fucking great. 

Now there is even more of a reason for my brothers to hate me. 

I get their money. 

I was about to refuse when Namjoon spoke. 

"How would that work? She doesn't live in this city." 

"She would have to." he replied making my head jerk up. "My suggestion is to live close by, so that if there is every any problem with money transfers you can address it quickly." 

What did he just say?

"I'm sorry....you suggest that I move in with them?" I asked. 

"As their payee you will have legal documents you will have to physically be present for, and often. It would be silly for you to be far away." 

It was silent for a moment as I glared at the lawyer. This is just...too much...move in? We continued to sit there, all of us thinking...until Taehyung spoke.

"I mean...there is more than enough room in the house." he said. 

I whiped my head over to him. "What?" 

"I'm serious." he said again giving me the softest look. He took my other hand and kissed my knuckles. He lifted his gaze and locked eyes with me. "I've missed you so much. I thought...i thought you just left. And now...I dont know what to think but I know I don't want to go another ten years...you're my sister and I missed you Noona." 

Tears fell from my eyes and I just couldn't wrap my hand around what was going on. An hour ago these boys didn't want anything to do with me...now one of them wants me to move in? What the fuck is happening? I felt Namjoon move a bit and I looked over at him and his eyes wer focused on Taehyung. 

"I actually...like that idea." he said after another few moments of silence. 

I turned back to look ahead of me and my head was swimming. How...and I mean...fucking HOW is this an option? 

"There is a spare room on the third floor that was never used." 

I turned back to Taehyung. "You mean my old bedroom?" 

"Oh..." he said his face falling a little.

I gave him a sad smile and squeezed his hand a little. "It's okay...." 

"I forgot." He spoke quietly. 

"Its really okay." 

"We can have it cleaned out." Namjoon said from behind me. "We can have the bed replaced, have cleaners come in and go through everything. We can repaint, redecorate, and even redecorate the connected bathroom." 

"Yeah we can make it more adult like instead of it reflecting an image of a 17 year old girl." 

I stood up and took a few steps before turning around to face them. Both of them were looking up to me with big bright puppy dog eyes.

The same eyes they used to give me when they were younger, wanting me to sneak them a snack, or into a PG-13 movie. 

"Your...mother just died. You're heartbroken, lonely. And I'm sure you don't want to go to what will feel like an empty home. This is just a lot at once...this is so much change in a short period of time." I said, watching heir faces get more disappointed as I spoke. "I don't think this Is this really what you want."

Tears fell down Taehyungs face and before I could reach out to him...

"Noona..." Namjoon softly called to me. "I spent the better part of the second half of my life thinking that you were this horrible person who left me. The first person I came out to, the one who I trusted more than anyone. It was...wedged into my brain that you left...you up and left me. You didn't care, you didn't want to care. You didn't want to see me anymore." he sniffed taking a pause. "Now on the day I'm supposed to say goodbye to my mother, I realize she had been lying to me. And that you werent the horrible person I thought you were. You were left alone and abandoned. And you lost a child...I cant even wrap my head around what you have been though, the struggles you must have." Tears started to fall down his face again and I watched Jin swallow hard, his eyes red and puffy, and Tae wipping his face with his hands. "Please...I don't know what life you had before today. But please...please live with us...not just because of the money. Please... I want to do what she said. I want to open my heart to you. I'm so conused and so..." 

"Okay." I interrupted, stepping toward him. Tae's head whipped up and Namjoon's eyes widdend at my words. "Okay...I...I will." 

Both of them shot up wrapping their arms around me. 

"Thank you." Tae whispered and I nodded. 

The rest of the night was a blur. I decided to stay in my hotel room to sleep because I didn't want to be in the house just yet. It took about three weeks for me to completely detach from the world I built fro myself. No one really knew what I did for a living. Since I had no money for college, I did what I had to do. I wrote. I wrote smutty romance novels and for some reason people loved them. I made more than enough money to support myself and the best part was is that I could work from home. I didn't socialize much but had a few friends. I was a little bummed to move from them, and the guy that was a regular physical stress relief but I was starting to get even more excited to be spending more time with my  brothers. Starting my life over was totally worth it if it meant I had them again. 

Moving all my belongings was easier since I didn't need to bring much. Just all my personal belongings. Tae, Namjoon and Jin, took it upon themselves to get the room redecorated for an adult female and not a teenage girl. They painted and replaced the furniture like they said they would and it was beautiful. The walls were painted blue, white and a deep tan which complimented the new bedroom furniture. The bathroom was decorated with fish décor and seashells bringing a beachy feel to the space. 

It was very different than the pink and purple it used to be. The queen size canopy bed was gone, replaced with a pillow top king bed with so many pillows I wasn't sure if the mattress was even there at first. They put in a desk with a desk top computer and a tower monitor as I asked. There was a space for my laptop and my comfy chair. I sat in it and looked around the room feeling...strange. 

This was all so surreal. 

I was back in a room I hadn't stepped foot in in years. I remember having the entire 3rd floor to myself. It was just my room, and joined bathroom, and then a library across the hall. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly when I heard a gentle knock on the door. 

"Come in." 

Namjoon stepped in and closed the door behind him. "I'm sorry for intruding." 

"You're not. What's up?" I asked trying to keep up my calm. 

"I wanted to apologize." 

"What for?" 

"For the things I said to you at the funeral." 

"Joonie..." 

"Please...." he interrupted. "I need to get it off my chest." I nodded and he continued. "I was sad, and when I saw you all the anger, I thought I had let go came rushing back. I remember who you were, but I knew you would be a different person. I wanted someone to be angry at and I couldn't be angry at Tae." 

I nodded. "That makes sense." 

"I didn't mean what I said..." 

I smiled. "Yes, you did." 

He paused and then tried to hide a smile. "Okay...at the time I did. But once I knew the truth, I regretted everything. I don't...I don't think badly of you anymore. I just want to know you again. I want my Noona back." 

I stood up and slowly closed the distance between us wrapping him up in a hug. "I was always your Noona. I will always be your Noona." 

He squeezed me tightly for a few moments before he released and stepped back. "Are you up for meeting some people?" 

I smiled. "Like who?" 

His smile grew and there was a gleem in his eyes. "My boyfriend."