2| Unknown Caller

~Your POV~

And there I stood in front of the dining table with a plate crashed beside my leg, broken into pieces with a loaf of bread on the ground, covered in glass.

And once again in my life I whined... Why Me!

~Next morning~

Well today was a good day since my father bought me my favorite chocolates which I had always longed for. I sat down to eat them when suddenly the glass table vibrated and the light passed through it, I took my phone and looked at the caller ID. It was a strange number, which never went down in my contact list.

"Sup" Said a man's voice, it was quite deep and alluring.

"Hi" I replied not knowing what else to do.

"How are you?" Ugh! This question again, why can't people ask some other thing after saying 'Hi. How are you?'

"I'm fine, how are you?"

"I'm fine too." Good to know, I wasn't even interested in knowing about you.

"May I know who you are?"

"Uh well I am your mum's brother." I was discombobulated since my mother never talked about a person with such a deep voice as her brother. And who's he?

"I am Danish" He continued.

"Umm... Hi Uncle Danish, nice to talk to you." I hope he didn't understand I cringed at him.

"Nice to talk to you too dear." He replied in a cold voice which made me doubt him cause an uncle won't talk in that way.

"By the way I just wanted to know if your mum's home." Why does he want to know?

"No, she's out. I will ask her to call you back."

"Is anyone home?" He asked impatiently.

"No. Wait! Yes. Me." I replied jokingly keeping in my mind he's my uncle. "I mean you can talk to me?" I continued.

"Well, I wanted to talk to a grown up" What the heck? I am literally eighteen, like I am a grown up. Yeah I am eighteen, no dirty thoughts.

"What do you mean. Like I am grown up, I'm 18." I replied in a cold tone.

"Ugh, by the way I just wanted to ask if your father is still a police office." He asked with hope of a 'no' in his voice.

"No" As I just said that as if it's a piece of cake. Wait, what the hell, why did I say this.

Crap. What did I do! It was a truth untold or you can say a truth which should be untold.

"K then, bye" said Uncle Danish. Couldn't he say something more than just a bye.

Bidding him bye I hung up the phone. Don't you think his voice was so smooth. Like it was sexy and deep, I could easily sleep if he sung a song for me. It was so ho- stfu y/n, he is your uncle, what are you even thinking about.

Something was odd about this guy. His voice was boyish, my mother is not so young to have such a young brother, and even if she had, why wouldn't she tell me about him. And why would he ask whether my father is still a police officer all of a sudden.

Nevermind, I am sleepy, I am going to my room to sleep. Jumping on my bed I closed my eyes, not sooner that I drifted to my dream world. I was really tired and sleepy since I was completing my high school project yesterday night or you can say the dead line.

~Taehyung's POV~

I was not in the mood of talking to anyone this morning. I just wanted to kick the hell out who ever comes my way. I don't know why but Jungkook doesn't treat me like a hyung but he calls me one. 'Tae Hung' 'Hyung' he keeps screaming as though he even means by it.

_Flashback_

"Jungkook come here" I said

"Yes hyung" Jungkook said while his eyes were still glued to his phone.

"Pass me that phone" I said while pointing towards my Samsung S20+

"Which phone?"

"Only if you look kook"

"Tsk. If you want it, you take it. If you don't, then don't." Jungkook said as he left the room.

_End of flashback_

I stopped thinking about it since he he only 2 years younger than me. I went to the kitchen to grab a glass of iced juice so that I calm down.As I was sipping on it and was going back, I saw Jungkook standing there. I looked in brown doe eyes and he looked at the fridge.

"Hyung"

"Yes"

"Can you please-"

"Oh yes I forgive you dear dongsaeng"

"I didn't ask forgiveness...I just wanted you to excuse so that I can take my chocolate." Oof this bunny, he will never apologize, why did I even expect that.

"Ok" Saying that I went to my room.

I thought he came to ask forgiveness, but he didn't, instead he came to take a chocolate, what a disappointing boy. I taught of telling Yoongi Hyung but fortunately he was sleeping on my bed.

I went back to the hall, that's where I like to sit mostly. Yoongi Hyung's MacBook is kept here, why not use it. I opened it and clicked on trending since that's what I check mostly. The second video is a song, and it's name is 'Savage Love', interesting. I clicked on it and went through the comment section. Everyone is talking about this guy named Jungkook who cursed. Wait what! Even my bunny's name is Jungkook. What a coincidence! But the only difference is that their Jungkook cursed just once 'I know you don't give two fucks' but my Jungkook curses in every sentence and that's totally normal for him.

I know as a Hyung I should stop him, but only if he listens to me. Tell me something wrong he doesn't do, he has eyebrow piercings, lip piercings, ten ear piercings, tattoos covering his body, going on one night stand with girls, getting drunk, smoking, not paying respect to anyone, cursing in literally every sentence, killing rivals like as if he is killing germs while washing hands...

Why can't my Jungkook be good too?

Wait, I am saying as though I am good, Yoongi Hyung is not good either.