Brother || BTS ff

Chapter 35

Yoona's eyes fluttered open from her short nap of comfort, Taehyung's fingers were still laced in her hair as he was still running his hand through her silky blonde hair in a massaging manner. After crying her heart out in his lap, his magical fingers helped as well in getting her to sleep for a while, and now she felt refreshed, full of energy again.

"Sorry if I disturbed you, I'm really sorry for just abruptly crashing into your place, I just really needed some comfort" Yoona mumbled, fiddling with her fingers.

"Why are you even apologizing? You know I'm always here for you, ready to give you everything you ask for...don't you?" Taehyung said softly, detaching his fingers from her silky hair.

"I know..." Yoona trailed off, unsure of her words.

"You don't. If you knew, you wouldn't have hesitated to come here, you'd barge in without even knocking even at 3 am. But you won't do that, because you don't know how much I'm ready to do for you, or you just know but ignore it. Am I that insignificant?" Taehyung asked, his deep voice falling an octave deeper.

"You're not..." Yoona whispered, turning to look up at him.

"What am I to you, Yoona? You're already aware of my feelings, but I have no idea what do you feel about me. I could do everything for you, but could you do the same if I ever asked you?" he whispered, looking straight into her eyes as he traced her cheek with the back of his index finger softly. The fact that the lights in the room were off and their only source of
light was a candle didn't help.

"Your feelings are mutual Tae..." Yoona whispered, leaning into his hand more.

Are they really?

Or do I just need his comfort?

Am I using you, Tae?

Or do I really like you?

And if I do, do I like you as much as you like me?

"You can't even imagine how happy I am to hear that..." Taehyung smiled.

"I'm holding back from kissing you just because you've had a bad day today..." he said with a light smirk, while tracing her whole face with the tip of his index finger softly, the touch tingling her.

"I better leave before you lose it..." Yoona grinned, getting up from his lap.
Only to feel his muscular arms wrap around her waist from behind and his hot breath on the back of her neck.

"Goodnight sweetie..." he whispered, while Yoona smirked, turning around and leaning into his ear.

"Kiss Tanie for me" and then she ran off, leaving him behind as he burst in laughter.

Yoona entered her apartment, only to find it seemingly deserted, all the lights out. Passing by Jungkook's bedroom, his bed was empty. The kitchen too, the living room too. The only difference in the living room being the stench of cigarettes.

Glancing at the balcony, she noticed Jungkook there, wrapped in a black bathrobe, hair loose, sleeves rolled back to show his tattoos and a cigarette in his mouth. With silent steps, Yoona made her way to him.

"I thought you didn't smoke anymore" Yoona mumbled as she leaned in the balcony beside him.

"I thought you weren't coming back, at least not tonight"

Without responding, Yoona just extended her hand at him expectantly.

"What?" he raised an eyebrow at her.

"Either we both suck that cancer stick, or none of us does. You choose" she said, without even looking at him.

Jungkook threw the cigarette in the air, landing on the faraway ground seconds after.

"I thought you were mad at me" he mumbled.

"Correction, I still am. But that doesn't mean I don't care about you" she said, a bitter smile on her face.

"Aren't you gonna scream at me for what I did?" he asked, playing with his hands.

"Tomorrow maybe, but not tonight. I don't have the necessary energy to do so" she shrugged, looking at the cigarette down there which still continued to burn.

"Since when did you start taking the cancer stick again?" she asked.

"Only tonight after I came home, I swear"

"No need to swear, I trust you" Yoona said, without looking at him but already knowing he had a slight smile on his face.

"You still do?"

"I always will"

"How is she?" Jungkook asked, Yoona knowing way too well who he meant.

"And now the conversation drifted off to an unwanted topic" she said in a sing song voice, Jungkook responding with a sigh.

"Come on, Kookie, we both know you don't exactly have the rights to ask that after what you did"

Jungkook looked down at the cigarette still burning on the ground, and he imagined the ashes coming back to him, entering his nostrils and blocking his airways to eventually kill him.

Not because of remorse, though.

Just because his sister will never look at him the same again and he knows it.

"Stop thinking I'll look at you differently after this" Yoona said, knowing her brother too well.

"You're my brother. You can do whatever you want out there in the world, but as long as you don't change our bond, our relationship, it doesn't matter to me at all. Sure I'll get angry in cases like this, but the way I look at you will never change" she said, finally turning to look at him.

You maybe are not my real brother...

But in my eyes you'll always be.

"You'll forever be my sweet older brother, my Kookie"