Chapter Two:- a fun introduction

I don't know what to do!

I am going through a tough emotional cartridge which isnt to be fixed properly on my brain but it seems my heart is in a full mode to write faster the crushes or love I have, Why was my heart beating for two??

First of all that was a worst day and second of all I met a Greek god who I think I didn't even start my new friendship with and I am having a huge *** crush on him and third and last My all time crush , my senior, KIM TAEHYUNG NOTICED ME AND KNEW MY NAME!!

I screamed of frustration as I held onto the strands of my hair "Why are you screaming like an Indian possessed monkey Devi! Are you okay?" I heard my dear Indian mother scream from downstairs indicating me as a 'Indian Possessed Monkey' like seriously?

I am dying here of frustration, what should I do! I stomped my leg on the floorboard of my room which apparently caused a friction of sound cause I can hear my mom screaming again "Devi! I don't have any hell of a idea of what is happening with you, but don't you dare throw the book kept on the table outside again! It is blessed by the gods forsakes! Understood! Answer me Devi!"

I sighed with annoyance, don't blame me, blame my over raging mood swing hormones and enzymes  "Yes understood Mom!" I screamed back with I guess a screwed up anger laced on my voice.

"Dont you dare raise your voice on me Devi!" I sighed and pulled the extra strands of my hair because of my frustration and looked at the book, ignorance is the best policy is what I heard so I threw the book away from the window and it flew out and fell on the ground.

I bit my tongue realization dawning upon me as I heard my mother's fast footsteps following up the stairs straight to my room.

When my mother threw open the door hastily my eyes widened like a caught teenager masterbating on some porn site, ya I know weird but it happened with my brother but moving on my mom looks according my nonsensical senses very angry, raged "YOU THREW THE BOOK DEVI! I SAID IT WAS BLESSED BY THE GODS!"

Thinking of a fast way out I roamed my eyes around the room and suddenly like a bulb tick open I got an idea "It wasn't me seriously! It was a monkey who came I mean broke into my room"

She looked at me with disbelief and went towards the window and peaked down to see my book probably lying there and looked towards with me an unexplainable rage "You are lying to me Devi! And over that You are blaming an Innocent monkey?!" WOW! now the monkey is innocent!

I felt a burn on my ears as she held  it tightly and I was well screaming ofcourse!

Third persons POV:-

This is Han Devi, an Indian-Korean, Dad Korean and Mom Indian, lives with her beloved mom and her beloved brother Han Ji-Sung.

Her family story was a beautiful love story between their parents where the father itself asked her mother "Will you love me?" and after that you know what happened and Devi was born.

She was rebellious nonetheless she loved her family, was confident in everything she did and oh yeah! you cannot forget her black no sugar coffee, no offence on that.

It was another day and here was Devi sitting in front of the gods praying.

"God please let my day go good today and not let my coffee spill, actually it is okay if it did, I could meet Seokjin then, and God let my crush notice me once again today and talk to me today and also yeah! let me study nicely today, thank you god!" Devi picked up her bag and rushed off to the corridor with a screaming mother at the trail telling Devi to have her lunchbox at the least!

Seokjin's POV

I was wearing my t-shirt but hell the buttons are not coming onto place I shouldn't have worked out so much lately, ah! finally it slipped through.

Where is my bag? Where the hell is my bag?!

Did I leave it? Did i give it as charity to cousin noona? No I will never =.

Yes! got it finally! here it is in the corner, can't give out a word that you are resting round the corner, I yelled at the bag.

I took my vape from the side table, that is electronic cigarettes, I feel the old cheep tobacco filled cigarettes are too outdated to be used in recent years, I cracked my neck at the process, the beautiful perks of sleeping on your comfy sofa.

As I took the last puff off vape I put it inside my pocket and took my bag just then saw my phone ringing with the number I never ever will pick, What does he think of me to call me right at this moment?

I dejected the call and went outside and ya I ran back to close my door and ran fast towards the building corridor but in the process I got bumped onto two males and hopefully I didn't fall, but looked a little up to see My Appa and Dad standing there.

I sighed, what else can they do just to get me tag them along? After my Mother's incident I never lived with them but them being the stubborn and adamant dads of mine from whom I got my stubbornness they never stopped searching for their young son, and unfortunately that is me.

"Why didn't you pick my call Seokjin?" My 'Biological' dad said it with a typical poker super famous detective face, it is his brain which I get through which I can solve weird problems of my life, like right now.

I being his typical son, sassily stood face to face with him "And why should I? I already left you and shit hellhole, without my mother I don't even want to live in that house, do you understand old man?"

My 'Biological' dad was seemingly very angry with the expression of him scrunching his nose and staring at me and spitting fires through his eyes , he almost spared his hands on my cheeks until my other 'Non-Biological' Appa , god! I would just say dad and appa from now on, I was so busy in self talk that I almost missed what Appa said, keyword 'almost'

"Yoongi Hyung stop it, he is your kid you shouldn't do it" Ya my dad's name is Yoongi, weird? nah! nothing weird, he is cool I admit it, knowing exactly where a criminal is and finding them is great cool! But he has too much problem with his sassy attitude and savage replies and constant random showcase of swag and his temper, that is the sole reason I left him, no not his swag or savageness, I am better at it, his temper is the reason.

"Tell me now why are you both here?" Hoseok Appa came front and took my hands into his as he looked to me with the expression of my mother, well I admit he is nice, nicer than my dad and his child unfortunately my brother.

"Seokjin, you have a great brain and skills just like your biological dad, Yoongi hyung right here, I know you suffer a lot after your mother died after your birth-" I cut him off in the middle by putting my hands up "Not 'AFTER' my birth it was exactly after 5 years of my birth and she died of a crushed bicuspid aortic valve because of a accident which was caused inevitably by a drunk driver, so technically not my fault in it appa"

Hoseok appa sighed and shook his as he looked with kind of a fond smile? "You are really more than I expected, You really knew about it?" I nodded at his question "Uncle Jimin provided me with the medical records , after I made a bit of fuss on the floor of the hospital in front of his cabin" I whispered lowly the last lines to my appa, cause if I said it our loud I would be taken from my precious apartment and locked up in the mansion like damsel in distress by my biological dad.

Hoseok appa laughed knowingly why I said it in a low voice "Hmm very well, But we want you to know something Seokjin" Know something? okay sounds fun and also the fast beating of my heart can also be heard and my left side was suddenly paining, I am sure having a heart attack or seizure here.

"W-what" I said with a squeaky voice but cleared my throat immediately and said "What do you want me to know?" My dad came in between to enlighten me with the new found information "We are now becoming the sole buyers of the school you go my son, so maybe we will meet you at the school auditorium as new chairmen and have a nice good talk about your life in there?"

Okay now I my sassiness flew away, my face got pale, I was becoming droopy and my left side started paining like a hammer hitting it continuously, okay confirmed I am coming to you mom! I whine mentally as I see my appa smiling his heart shaped smile and my dad smirking at me, I growl lightly in my head too.

Taehyung's POV:-

I was looking up at the bright morning sky with a fond smile as I thought of one face which got painted with beautiful colors of Indian wheat and rosy lips and a fluffy curly black locks of someone, she would be damned to have taken my heart like that.

I was sitting at my villa's garden pavilion as I pictured out the beautiful smile, the awkward moments, and the shy rounds around me of her as if I wouldn't have noticed, I put my hands up to my heart as I felt it thumping furiously against my ribcage with a rhythmic yet fast paced beats of the oxygen filled organ my heart.

I suddenly feel like Leonardo da Vinci painting the 'Lady with an Ermine' so beautiful with a clear wheatish skin and soft smooth locks and thing lips like a princess of the Elizabathen era which is so perfect to mold with mine, to kiss her slow and perfect, she looked perfect in every angle, in every mess she might be staying in she is absolutely per-

"Taehyung, son! stop daydreaming now will you!? you have your college in few minutes and I have to make your dad lunch for he will leave for the hospital and I have to leave for work! Did you hear?! Did you take your canvas and the most acquainted paints which you need Taehyung-ah!"

I hissed as I hear my appa, yes I have two gay dads and myself a bisexual poetic shit sherlock who keeps himself immersed in the beautiful paintings of the world, my dad is a neurosurgeon and my appa an IT software company CEO, typical rich family and happy little family, they had me somehow biologically, cause my appa is a heterosexual male, so he can bear me and I am quite happy to have a nice supporting family.

No there is no twists in my story, I am happy really but ya there comes your awaited but, My dad doesn't quite support of me taking art as my minor, but my appa does! I am a medical major with business and management as my second major, I sigh it is frustrating, I get my features from my dad and my romanticism from my appa.

But I still my miss friends who were apparently younger but, but because of an unexpected circumstance I don't quite have a clear insight on what happen to 'Him'.

"Taehyung you are still here?! I said you to pack up your bag right?! and who is it that you have drawn, You like a girl Taehyung?! Honey listen here our Taehyungie like such a beautiful girl!" My appa sprinted happily after seeing my imaginative drawing of 'Her' and I hissed, gotta go and explain everything now, I sigh for the nth time today.

***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***