Untold Imagines (Jinjoo)

Step Siblings (GB)

"Yah oppa, use your own bathroom." Minju shoved the guy out, but he pushed his way back in, shutting the door. "This is my bathroom." Yujin reaches for his toothbrush, seeing a slight sneer plastering past her lips.

"What?" he asks, putting toothpaste on his toothbrush before putting it into his mouth, looking into the mirror. "I need to use the hairdryer," Minju spoke in the dullest way possible while he moved to the side, away from the door where the plug is.

"I overheard something yesterday." Yujin bends down and spits. "What thing?" Minju turned on the hairdryer, instantly painting disbelief all over his face while he rinsed his mouth.

"They're going on a business trip," he spoke, halting Minju's actions as she turned off the device. "Are you serious?" Yujin nodded, looking at her with that sly look on his face.

He went towards the toilet bowl. "Yah, can you not do it after I finish?" Minju frowned while he shook his head, relieving himself. The girl faintly rolled her eyes, going back to drying her hair.

"It's not like you've never seen it before. You were the one that nearly got us caught." Yujin mumbled with lips puckered, glancing at Minju who was carefully drying her hair while he finished up.

He washed his hands and took the hairdryer, helping her. "Do you know what that means?" Yujin asked, loud enough for her to hear while the girl looked at him through the mirror.

Minju's lips winded up into a subtle smirk as his fingers carefully ruffled through her hair.

"We'll be alone."

Yujin plops down on the couch, after sending their parents off, smiling with an empty mind. "Finally." The thought of being alone in the house without their parents lifted his mood.

With Yujin's mother and Minju's father around, they can practically pass off as the most competent actors there are, sneaking around doing things that are forbidden in this house and acting as if they're siblings who hate each other.

Although they sometimes do. Depends on situations when they decide to blame their parents for certain reasons.

Whenever Yujin's mother catches suspicious things in his room, all she understands is the possibility of him having a girlfriend. He's 20.

But little did they know, all those acts of dubious activities were intertwined within this household. What goes around, comes around. That's what he thinks.

Yujin glances at Minju who came back into the living room with a cup of milk in her hands. "Are you a baby?" he asks, receiving a slight glare. "Can I not like milk?" Yujin shrugged and continued watching the tv.

He tends toward her ear. "Tonight?" Yujin asks, seeing Minju slowly move her gaze onto him. "We don't have any."

"I can just run down to the store to get some. Why are you fussing about it?" The girl settled the drink on her lap, body inclined toward his before laying on his shoulder.

Yujin's arm routinely went around her. "Is it not weird?" she asks, glancing upwards at him. "What's weird?" Yujin tilted his head, fingers brushing against her hair, hearing a soft sigh.

"The fact that we're on the same household register and fuck each other for fun." Minju bluntly spoke, sipping on her milk while the guy snickered.

"We're not blood-related, it's fine. You see, our parents fuck each other. It's literally the same thing." Yujin looked at the girl who thought about it, gradually nodding. "Plus, I'm only a year older than you. There's absolutely nothing wrong."