All you heard was, "so let's go!" before the sounds of branches snapping filled the air. You looked back at the building, then shook your head. Ms. Jung Seolhyun was always doing crazy stuff.     On your way home, you stopped by the grocery store. You had planned to make soup that night, and there were no green onions, so you were picking up some of those.     Hoseok was home before you were. Taehyung was with him too, but you didn't question it- he was usually around for dinner.     "You're home late," Hoseok immediately stated once you had entered the door.     "I was in a study group and I stopped by the store to get green onions. Jeesh, you want dinner or not?" You snapped at your brother. "Hey, Tae Oppa," you said, just to get on your brother's nerves. Taehyung was actually younger than you- if only by a couple of months.     "Oh, you call him Oppa and not me?! He's the same age as you and I'm your older brother!" Hoseok pouted, and that was when you noticed the scratches on his face.     "Oppa, what happened to you?" You asked, trying to reach into the medicine cabinet. Taehyung gently wrapped his arms around your waist and held you up as you fished around the cabinet. You smiled back at him, noticing the scratches on Taehyung too. "What happened to you two?" You asked, grabbing the bandages and cream.     Neither of them would respond to you. You washed up their scratches with damp paper towels, frowning at them. You slowly wiped the cream on Taehyung's cheek, over his scratches and he opened the band-aid for you. "Don't worry about us,Y/N," Taehyung said, a small box smile lighting his face, placing his hand on your arm after you pressed the bandages to his face.     "Tae, stop flirting with my sister," Hoseok said, earning himself a slap on the arm from you and wrapper-opening duty. You were a bit rough as you smoothed the cream on his cuts.      "Are those the only cuts, or are there others?" You asked, throwing away some wrappers. You didn't miss the glance Taehyung gave Hoseok's chest. "Oppa. Shirt off." Hoseok grumbled, but pulled his shirt off anyway. "Taehyung, can you get the vegetables from the fridge? They've been precut." You bit your lip as you looked at all the scratches on your brother's chest. Your eyes trail over the tattoo of the the three X's on his collarbone. He was old enough now, he could get a tattoo without parental consent. It wasn't your job to question it. Your only job right now was to clean his wounds, since he wouldn't do it himself.      "Jeez, what were you doing? Did you get in a fight with a bunch of cats?" You asked, applying more cream.      "Aish, just hurry up~" Hoseok complained, sliding back to his room once you were done. Leaving you and Taehyung alone.     "Oh, um, Y/N," Taehyung said, grabbing your attention. "I'll be staying here for the  week, my parents are out of town. You don't mind, right?"     You shook your head. "You stay here all the time. I don't care too much."       "Let's go, Y/N~" Taehyung said, giving you a warm, cologne-filled back hug. Hoseok had already left for work and Taehyung was bothering you about school, but you didn't want to leave yet. You were both ready for school and you were just wasting your time on Tumblr.      You looked up at him. Taehyung's arms were wrapped around your shoulders, and he was standing behind you, leaning against the back of the couch. Taehyung smiled down at you and ruffled your hair, making you pout. He just chuckled.     "Let's go~" he repeated cutely, quickly grabbing your phone out of your hand.     "Yah!" You said, jumping up from the couch. Taehyung grabbed your bag and ran out of the front door. You groaned, grabbed Tae's bag, and chased him out of the apartment, slamming the door shut. He laughed as he ran to the bus stop.      "What were you doing anyway?" He called, slowing down to scroll through your Tumblr. You were sure something weird would come up, since it's Tumblr and Tumblr is genius at showing the wrong thing at the wrong time and getting you in trouble.     Sure enough, Taehyung stopped, eyes wide and cheeks being dusted a dull scarlet. "You read this kind of stuff?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. You made a face and snatched the phone from him.     "You're the one going through my stuff. Besides...Tumblr always shows the worst stuff at the wrong time."     "But that...stuff still came up," Taehyung teased, wiggling his eyebrows as you two rested by the bus stop. You checked the time. Still thirty minutes 'till the bus you needed got here. You sighed and leaned against the pole, going through Tumblr, Taehyung peeking over your shoulder. When you looked at him with an eyebrow raised, as if to ask, what are you doing? he replied with, "just making sure you're not looking at anything weird."     "Wanna look at some food ?" You asked, searching #food in Tumblr's search bar.     Taehyung laughed. "There are tags for that?" You nodded, smiling as you looked through all the foods.     By the time the bus was supposed to come, you both were hungry. For food. FOOD! And the bus was late.      "Wanna get food? The bus is late anyway," Taehyung said with a shrug.      "Sure." You were getting up from the bench when something struck you as odd. "Wait. How do you know what time the bus gets here? I've never seen you on the bus."     "Well...do you know any good boba places around here?" It was obvious Tae was tr