#blood is always thicker...

Why was it that this faceless person on the other side of their conversation knew more about being a brother than he did? How did it come so easily to them?

Don't think.

Was it really that easy? Just to not think and just do? But wasn't that were the reflexes and instincts came in?

Thinking is the only way he even got close to being what he needs, but it was never enough. Nothing was ever enough when it came to Junhyung. 

[text] I don't know how to be one. You're supposed to have a brother for more than this. You're supposed to grow up with him and figure out how to be one. I didn't have that.

The fact that he hadn't had a brother, that he hadn't grown up with him... was it just an excuse he used to make it easier on himself? Even if that was the case, why was it that he treated some of his friends better than he treated his own brother? It was unfair, he knew, but every time the younger brought up the topic of his parents, Junhyung would just stop listening. He didn't want to talk about it. He didn't want to talk about the fact that they were nice people and that they cared for him before they tossed him aside, because that wasn't how Junhyung viewed it. The person he was, the person Ilhoon was... they both would've never turned out like this if it hadn't been for their parents.