my step brother is my kidnapper

4 Is it you?

The sun was shining through the curtains blinding my eyes.

I rubbed my eyes before stretching.

The room smelled different than always.

When I opened my eyes I screamed.

This isn't my room.

It looked so dark and scary.

I was sleeping on someone else's bed.

In someone else's house.

Looking down, I saw that I still have clothes from yesterday.

I felt really relieved as I didn't want my first time to be taken away by a stranger.

There is, or at least was a man that I wanted to hove it to.

But I have no idea if he is even alive still.

14 years was a long time.

I could hear footsteps outside the closed door before it flew open.

There stood a man.

Covered in tattoos.

He wasn't wearing anything else more than some sweatpants and a black sleevless shirt.

He looked handsome.

WAIT

What am I saying?

I don't even know this mad.

What if he kidnapped me.

What if he wants to take advantage of me?

Moving far away on the bed, I fell don't on my butt.

He runned up to me.

"Are you ok?"

"Don't touch me"

I said while trying to move as far away as possible from him.

However, he came right infront of me, my back hit the wall.

I was trapped.

"I'm not going to hurt you"

But I didn't believe him.

He grabbed my hands gently, as if he didn't want yo hurt and scare me.

"Come here"

Dragging me to sit on the bed next to him, he looked at me with puzzled eyes.

I saw them before.

But where?

Who is that strange man?

"W-who are you?"

"You really don't remember me" he said with sadness in his eyes.

He looked down on his lap.

I could only look at him as I don't know what to do.

He harshly stood up and his eyes changed.

They weren't soft and sad anymore.

They went completely black, anger visible in his eyes.

Those piercing eyes.

"How could you forget!?"

He screamed at me.

"You promised, you promised me something many years ago, how could you forget me!?"

Promise?

Forget?

Many years ago?

"J-Jimin?"

I asked.

It was the name of my brother who was taken away from me.

14 years ago.

Which felt like eternity.

His expression changed, he nodded his head before he turned around and tried to walk away through the doors.

He changed so much.

He has tattoos.

Dyed hair.

Much taller and masculine.

This broke my heart.

How could I not recognise him?

I runned up to him and back hugged him.

"I'm sorry, I really am"

He stopped walking.

Staying in this position for good 60 seconds.

He then turned around and hugged me back.

After few minutes of hugging, he moved away.

"We need to talk"

His tone changed.

"Okey"

Walking to sit on the bed again.

We faced each other.

He took a deep breath.

"There is something that you didn't know"

"What is it?"

"We were never real siblings, our parents married each other when they already had us,"

"The only thing that made us siblings was that our parents got married"

This broke my heart.

How could this happen.

So my brother....was never my brother?

Seeing my expression, Jimin sighed before slowly hugging me.

"I'm sorry that I never told you, my dad told me that not long after he took me away"

I couldn't do anything, so the only thing
I did was hug him tighter.

"I don't care if you weren't my brother for real, we were like siblings, and now we are finally together again"

He went stiff.

Before pushing me away.

"So you still see me only as a brother?"

What?

I could only look at him.

He turned around  and slammed the door before he walked somewhere in this house.