I grabbed one tiny jar from my room and started walking toward Jimin's room. This time I was kind of forcing myself to take steps in the direction of his room. My heart kept telling me that it is a bad idea. I don't know why but when it comes to Jungkook, I feel confident because I know for sure that he will not hurt me and he will listen to me, but this is not the case when it comes to Jimin and V. When it comes to them, I feel fear and uncertainty.

From a start, they haven't opened up to me, so I don't know if they are willing to listen to my explanation now. Also, there was a small part of me that couldn't forget that they called me an ungrateful bitch. I know I should be a bigger person and forgive them because what they did was out of fear of getting hurt. But still, that small part of me was still holding it against them. And I didn't like that. I hated that I was being butthurt over this small thing, but I can't help it but ask: How dare they call me that?

Y/N, did you forget what mom told us? I heard my saint conscious in my mind.

I rolled my eyes. How can I forget that? When mom and I used to live with her abusive boyfriend, my perspective toward the world started to become negative. I started to hate everyone and everything. I wouldn't talk to anyone, and when someone tried to approach me, I would turn them down rudely. And I remained this way even after we sent him to jail.

So, one day, mom sat down beside me and asked...

Flashback

Mom: Y/N, why are you so weak?

I frowned at her.

Y/N: I'm not weak.

Mom: You are weak.

Y/N: I. AM. NOT. A WEAK.

Mom: If you are not a weak then why are you still holding grudges against him. And why are you always being mean to your friends?

Y/N: Because he deserves it.

I want her ex-boyfriend to rot in hell for eternity for putting me and mom through hell. I wish he never gets out of jail.

Mom: Y/N, do you know how easy it is to keep holding grudges and be a hateful person in this world? That's what weak people do all the time. But you are not one of them, you are MY strong girl. So, I want you to forgive him, not for him but for yourself. And also stop being hateful. This world doesn't need more hate. It needs love, and I want you to be that strong person who spreads joy and love in this world. Can you do this for me, Y/N?

I hesitantly nodded, understanding what she was trying to tell me.

Y/N: Anything for you, mom.

....

You are not only strong enough to forgive your brothers, but you are strong enough to love them the way they are, Y/N, my saint conscious said. And this time I couldn't help but agree with it. They are my brothers after all. It is my duty to spread joy and love in their lives. And for that, first I need to forgive them.

I took a deep breath and let it out. I'm willing to forgive them, I whispered to myself. Letting go of their mistake. Feeling calmer than before.

When I reached Jimin's room, I knocked on his closed door. I got no answer. I knocked again.

Y/N: Oppa, can I talk to you?

I still got no answer, so I opened a door and entered his room. I looked around but no one was there. With confusion, I came out of his room. There I saw our maid, walking toward the study room.

Y/N: Mrs. J!

I yelled. She turned around to look at me.

Y/N: Do you know where Jimin is?

Maid: Um...maybe he's in the gym.

She looked unsure of her answer. But then suddenly her face sparkled like she remembered something important.

Maid: Yes, he's definitely in the gym. Robert is also with him.

Y/N: Okay, thank you!

Maid: Welcome, dear.

I started jogging toward the basement where the gym was.

I entered the basement gym where I saw Jimin boxing with Robert, our 45 years old butler. Jimin was mercilessly throwing punches at Robert while Robert was avoiding them by punch mitts. But it seemed like he was having a hard time avoiding it. He was sweating and huffing with exhaustion. While on the other side, JImin looked like he was not ready to stop at any minute even though he was also drenched in sweat. This means they have been doing this for a while.

Y/N: Hey.

I called out to get their attention.

Jimin's neck snapped in my direction. When he saw me, his face turned into a scowl.

Jimin: Get out.

His voice was deeper and rougher.

Y/N: I wanna talk to you.

I said quietly.

Jimin: Get the fuck out before I throw you out.

His voice held so much aggression that if I didn't know him, I would have run out of this room. But now that I know him, I'm not that scared of him.

Y/N: I just wanted to say sorry about this morning.

Jimin: Robert, throw her out!

He angrily ordered, leaving no room for argument.

Robert's eyes widen. He looked at me and then at Jimin with shocked eyes.

Robert: Sir, I...

Jimin: What the fuck are you looking at? Throw her out!

Robert: But sir... she's your sister.

He replied with hesitant.

Jimin: She's not! Now throw her out or I'll fucking throw you out of this house.

Robert nodded defeatedly. He started taking out punching mitts and came to me.

Robert: Please miss Y/N go out.

He ordered in a pleading voice.

I could feel his anxiety as he looked at me with anxious eyes. I sighed. I know he is in a tight spot because Jimin and I, both are Mr. Kim's kids so Robert can't afford to offend anyone of us without getting himself in trouble.

Y/N: You should go, Robert. Mrs. J was looking for you.

I lied to send him away from this awkward situation.

Robert: I...

He looked back at Jimin for his order.

Jimin: You are fired!

Jimin spat out angrily.

Robert: Sir!

He immediately knelt down.

Robert: Please don't do this, sir.

Y/N: You can't do this, Jimin!

Jimin glared at me when I didn't call him Oppa, but I ignored it. I held Robert's shoulders to help him stand up.

Y/N: Hey, don't worry. You are not fired.

Jimin: He is fired.

Y/N: You can't fire him. Only dad can.

I argued back.

He started to laugh bitterly.

Jimin: Oh, my sweet innocent Y/N, what am I going to do with you?

He said it sweetly, but I could hear his angry mocking tone behind his honeyed voice. He took out his punching gloves and came up to me. He then looked straight into my eyes with a piercing gaze and spoke.

Jimin: You don't know anything, sweetheart. And you certainly don't know what I'm capable of.

The last sentence sent chills down my spine for some reason. His suggestive tone made me realize that he's not the person I should be arguing with. I uncomfortably looked away from his intense predatory gaze and gulped down saliva.

Y/N: Don't fire him. I'll go.

I murmured looking at the ground. I pulled out a tiny jar from my hoodie's pocket.

Y/N: I just wanted to give you this.

I opened my palm in front of him to reveal my sorry gift.

Jimin's eyes narrowed. He grabbed a tiny jar and took a closer look at it. When he saw mushroom's sad face, his lips curled in a small smile.

Y/N: Do you like it?

I asked cautiously.

Jimin got rid of a smile and looked at me with a cold gaze.

Jimin: You made this?

I nodded.

Y/N: I also wanna say sorry for the morning. I know I was acting like an ungrateful person but trust me, I'm grateful. I'm grateful to have seven brothers who adore me and want to protect me with all their power.

I looked at him to see his facial reaction. When I saw him silently listening to me with a straight face. I felt relieved because it means it is safe to continue with this approach.

Y/N: But it is also overwhelming sometimes because I dont know how to handle your guys' love. You know, I have been an only child for 17 years. I used to do things all on my own. I never knew what having siblings was like until I met you guys. Things changed and now everything is different in my life. Don't get me wrong, I love you all with all my heart... but I started to feel like I'm losing my independence.

He frowned at me.

Y/N: It's not your fault. It's my fault. As an introverted single kid, I need time to adjust to this new life. Until then I want you all to be patient with me... I hope you understand, what I'm trying to say.

Jimin: So, you don't hate me?

He asked with a straight face, but I could hear a hint of curiosity.

Y/N: Huh? No, Of course not! How can I hate a guy who brought hundreds of cakes for me?

I joked to make the atmosphere lighter.

Y/N: But really, I don't hate you. I love you, with all my heart.

I said genuinely, putting pressure on the last sentence because I wanted him to know that I do love him the way he is.

His eyebrows furrowed at my answer.

Jimin: But aren't you scared of me?

Y/N: Huh?... Um, not really...?

Jimin: Liar

Y/N: Ok, I'm scared but only when you are angry. But other than that, I think you are fun to be around. Especially when we bark with one and other. It's really fun.

Jimin: Really?! I thought you hated me for that.

He looked like a cute innocent baby as he kept looking at me with a big surprised face.

Y/N: Nah. Not at all, bro—But, even if I wanted to hate you, I couldn't because of your cute baby face.

I said jokingly as I pinched his cheeks gently.

Jimin stayed frozen by my sudden actions. I laughed seeing his cute little shocked face. By his reaction, I could tell that no one has ever done this to him before.

Jimin: YAH!! Let is go!

He yelled once he overcame the shock.

I let go of his cheeks and laughed seeing Jimin's red embarrassed face.

Y/N: Sorry. I couldn't help it.

I said giggling.

Jimin: Ahem, Robert, leave us alone.

Damn, I totally forgot that he was still in this room.

Robert: Sir... am I...

He hesitantly looked at Jimin.

Jimin: You are not fired. Now go away.

Robert: Thank you!

He smiled and quickly exited the room.

Y/N: Thank you.

I smiled.

Jimin: for?

Y/N: For not firing him.

Jimin: And what about my other 'thank you'?

Y/N: What 'thank you'?

I asked in confusion.

Jimin: I let you live after you pinched my cheeks so say thank you.

He argued.

I rolled my eyes at his answer.

Y/N: Never.

His face turned in a scowl, and all of a sudden, he came up to me with open hands to attack. I felt his arms around my shoulders so in a panic I yelled.

Y/N: AHH!!! Let me go!

He started laughing as he put his chin on my shoulder. I got confused but after a second I realized that he was just hugging me.

Ah, I'm so fucking stupid. I thought he was going to pick me up and throw me on the ground, using some wrestling move.

Jimin: Thank you!

Y/N: For what?

Jimin: For loving me.

It hit me. It made me remember what dad told me about Jimin. My heart started to feel heavy again, imagining young Jimin ready to cut his hands just to get love. I quickly hugged him back, tightly.

Y/N: Oppa, I will always love you, no matter what. I will never leave you.

His grip around my shoulders got tighter.

Jimin: Promise?

Y/N: Promise.

We stayed like this for a good minute before he pulled away from the hug and looked at me with guilty eyes.

Jimin: Y/N, I also wanna say sorry for calling you ungrateful...it was wrong of me. I will never call you that ever again. Please forgive me, sis.

I smiled at him.

Y/N: I already did.

JImin: Thank you.

Y/N: Yah, stop saying thank you. My ears are starting to hurt hearing you say "thank you"

I said jokingly.

Jimin: Oh really?

He smirked at me mischievously and then suddenly hugged me.

Jimin: Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you~

He started chanting "thank you" near my ears.

I put my both hands on my ears to block his voice.

Y/N: Yah! Stop! Or I'll stop talking to you.

He pulled away laughing.

Jimin: Okay, I'll let you go this time because I'm feeling generous today.

I scoffed.

Y/N: Whatever! Anyway, I gotta go! I have to say sorry to V too.

I started running toward the door.

Jimin: Best of luck, dear sis! And also, thank you for this cute gift. I'll keep it safe.

Y/N: Yeah, thanks!  

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