Scions (Series), Teaser | Kim Line + JHS

Pairing:Sister!Reader + Kim brothers; JHS x Fem!Reader; some POV shifts on chapters/drabbles

Rating: M ()

Genre:Siblings!AU; Marriage!AU; exes to ?; angst; smut; fluff

Warnings (more to be written in individual chapter updates): angst with a capital A; character illness and death; family issues; bickering; discussions of menstrual cycle; heavy pining; FWB; unrequited love; mentions of infidelity; reproductive challenges; toxic relationships; missed opportunities; some fluff; some smut

Teaser word count:1,476K

Summary:Four grown siblings return to their childhood hometown after their father is declared to be terminal. They are forced to live under the same roof for days, along with their overbearing mother, to say their final goodbyes. It starts off nostalgic until some unresolved family issues along with an assortment of spouses, exes, and might-have-beens make things even more interesting.

A/N:I’ve had this idea brewing for months now and it’s probably going to be one of my more ambitious AUs–more challenging than Scale, IMO. Four separate stories, converging into one. There’s going to be a LOT of angst, maybe some comedy…but definitely a lot of angst. If you’ve read my fics, you’ll know that I’m mostly inspired or prompted by movies or shows I’ve seen. This particular one has been inspired by This is Where I Leave You (2014). I’ve been thinking about a Kim Line fic for a while and I thought that this would be a perfect way to finally bring it to life!

Intro chapters will be posted as part of @btswritingcafe’s Specialty Coffee event.

@internetjunkdrawer – I know we’ve always joked about this series side-eyeing me as I kept working on other prompts instead of this. Now, I have no excuse!

Release date: June 2022

Namjoon is awakened by loud thumps and muffled conversations coming from above him. He feels around the nightstand for his watch. It was a makeshift nightstand–one that he assembled using an old dining chair and a desk lamp that he found in the basement–which was where your mom put him since all of the bedrooms in the house were taken.

He groans. It was just a little past 8:15 in the morning. Great. As if he didn’t just fall asleep less than three hours ago. He stretches the crick in his neck–this pull-out couch was not the most comfortable but at least he had the whole basement to himself. Alone. With his thoughts.

After a quick shower, he makes his way up the creaky steps and down the hall to the dining room, where everyone else was already seated and in the middle of a lively conversation.

“Well, good morning to you, sleepyhead!” Your mom beams at him from the head of the table. Her hair was all done up with a full face of makeup as if she were headed to a red carpet premiere.

“C’mon, darling, we saved you a spot,” she said loudly as the whole table continued their banter.

Namjoon walks over to take the open seat next to you. Your oldest brother, Jin hands over the plate of bacon to him, followed by a plate of eggs, offered by your younger brother Taehyung.

You poured him a glass of orange juice before you continued your story.

“Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah! So, I was around 10 and babysitting Tae—and uh, I realized that I had just gotten my period for the first time—which, I had no idea that was what it was then. And what do you know, dad walks into the room and sees blood on my clothes and flies into a panic.”

“Wait, so where was your mom in all this?” Jin’s wife, Yoojung, remarks.

Your mom smiled warmly. “I was in a remote location for ‘Valley of the Beast’ and we were filming some underwater scenes so they couldn’t really reach me,” she explains.

“Oh…gosh, I remember now. I remember when I biked past those news vans when the movie came out. It was pretty exciting,” she remarked.

“Right,” you continued. “So dad grabs me and Tae—throws us in the backseat of the car and he’s zooming past stop signs to get me to the hospital,” you begin to laugh.

“You want some more syrup for your waffles, love?” Jin asks her quietly.

She hesitates. “I really shouldn’t. The doctor says that too much sugar might not be good,” she replies softly.

He nods, putting the syrup dispenser back on the table, then leaning over to kiss her hair. She looks at him and smiles.

You see their sweet exchange out of the corner of your eye, but you continue your story without missing a beat. “So then he gets pulled over by Officer Cheong! And he goes, ‘Mr. Kim, do you know how fast you were going?’ And then dad practically yells at him like, ‘You don’t understand! My daughter is hemorrhaging! I need to get her to the emergency room!’ So Officer Cheong takes a look at me and Taehyungie in the backseat and checks to make sure that we were okay…but dad wouldn’t stop freaking out.”

Taehyung laughs. “That was a very exciting afternoon,” he says between spoonfuls of eggs.

Everyone around the table laughs because your dad can be so calm and collected especially during a busy night at the restaurant. And yet, at the faintest sight of blood or any medical emergency, all logic goes out the door.

Thankfully, Officer Cheong has three daughters and after concluding that you were not in any physical distress, he explains the situation to your dad and offers to provide a police escort to the nearest pharmacy to help him buy sanitary pads. The lady at the checkout counter was nice enough to tell you what to do.

Jin jumps in and connects the topic about a previous experience when he broke his fingers during a baseball game and his dad nearly fainted while he watched the doctor reset his digits in the emergency room.

Namjoon’s phone buzzes. He takes it out of his pocket to see ‘Victoria’ on the caller ID. He promptly rejects it.

“It’s your wife, why don’t you answer it?” You mumble at him.

“Why don’t you share another story about your cycle, YN?” He counters.

“What about you, Namjoon-ah?” Your mom says.

“Hm?”

“What’s your favorite memory of dad?”

“Uh…can we just circle back? Maybe Taehyung-ah can go next,” Namjoon says as he takes a bite of his bacon.

“I already went. Mine was pretty epic,” Taehyung replies.

He chuckles nervously. “How can I possibly follow YN’s story?”

“Oh, c’mon, Namjoon. Don’t you have any good memories of him?” Jin asks.

He tries to wave everyone off. “Sorry, guys. My mind’s just blanking out this morning. Didn’t sleep much last night.”

“You know, Joon, if you have any unresolved issues with your dad, now’s the time to get it all out,” your mom urges.

“Mom, why would you automatically assume that I have issues with dad? Maybe I just really can’t remember anything at the moment,” Namjoon answers with a slight hint of irritation. 

Before she could argue, the doorbell rings and she excuses herself to answer it.

“Oooh! Wait, I’ve got another,” Taehyung volunteers excitedly. “So—I’m in the garage, searching for my beyblades in dad’s toolbox,” he trails off.

That took a load off Namjoon’s shoulders.

The conversation continues for a few more minutes until a chirping sound goes off.

Yoojung is slightly startled before looking at her phone to silence it. She clears her throat then gives her husband a look. “Uh, Jin?” She whispers, lightly tapping on his leg.

He sighs and slouches his shoulders slightly. “Now? Really?”

“Can’t do it by myself,” she mutters under her breath before she excuses herself and gets up from the table. After she puts her dish in the sink she heads down to the hallway and up the stairs to their bedroom.

“What’s up?” Namjoon asks.

Jin gets up from his seat begrudgingly and takes his own dish to the sink. “I have to have sex,” he announces blandly.

Taehyung snorts. “Jin-hyung, sex is supposed to be fun!”

“Yeah, well, not when it’s on a schedule.” He says before he trudged down the hallway and upstairs to his waiting wife.

“Well, whatever you do, keep it down so you don’t wake dad up,” Namjoon jokes.

“Very funny, Namjoon-ah,” Jin yells sarcastically from the landing.

The dining room windows have a full view of the driveway across the street.

Namjoon glances at you to find you watching the neighbor walk out of the front door towards his car.

“Enjoying the view?” He whispers in your ear.

“Shut up,” you said, turning your attention back to your plate of pancakes.

“We should ask him if he wants to stop by here and grab a bite before heading to work,” he teases.

“I’m sure Hobi can afford to get his own breakfast anywhere,” you snarked.

“I remember when I used to see him sneak out of your room before breakfast,” Namjoon says under his breath before snickering.

His body jerks, nearly knocking the table over when you pinch him on this thigh. Taehyung gives you both a quizzical look until your mom’s voice bellows down the hallway.

“Taehyung! Look who’s here,” your mom says as she walks into the dining room with company.

“Eunhae?” Taehyung looks like he’s just seen a ghost. She was the last person he expected to show up at your childhood home.

“She introduced herself and said she was your friend. I was just having a lovely conversation with her. She said she’d heard about dad and wanted to pay her respects. Isn’t that sweet?”

You cleared your throat, prompting your younger brother to introduce his ‘friend’ to everyone.

“Uh—Namjoon-hyung, YN-noona, this is Eunhae. She’s a good friend from the city.” He says nervously.

She smiles and bows politely to everyone in the room. “Jin-hyung is uhm, in the middle of something but, I can introduce you later,” he utters before giving you an uncomfortable look.

You already knew about Eunhae though you were equally surprised to see that she actually came out to your hometown, given your past conversations with Taehyung.

He immediately dotes on her, offering her breakfast as she takes her seat next to him.

Namjoon doesn’t suspect a thing and is distracted by rejecting yet another call from Victoria.

This was your family. You loved them with all your heart. However, in the rare cases that you all got together under one roof, it always spelled chaos. But it was chaos you’d choose over any picture-perfect life.

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