My wicked step-brothers

Chapter 23

"Are you going to go up for re-election?" Jungkook whispered in the dark. He didn't want to wake Rosie, but he had to know. It wasn't a hard life with Jimin being President, but it wasn't easy. Jungkook spent more time with Rosie than Jimin did; he has since graduating high school.

They work together, they live together, and they do everything together. He's never spent a night away from Rosie. Even when they go on family vacations, Jungkook goes with them. Many people don't understand them, don't understand that Jungkook does nothing more than kiss Rosie. They are basically a married couple that doesn't have sex. He leaves that to Jimin. Lord knows they roll around in the sheets more times than he can count. 

He's walked in on them enough times over the years; hell, they've had sex while he was asleep in the same bed. He chewed Jimin out for that one because waking up and seeing your brother's ass as he grunted like a pig was not something he wanted to see at 3 am.

"I don't think so; I did what I came to do. I've accomplished everything I've ever wanted to accomplish. But this isn't easy on you guys, I mean the paparazzi alone is stressful."

Jungkook snorted, "Yeah, that picture they took last week was well-timed to look epically bad."

"You mean the one that looked like you were making out with my wife?" Jimin raised an eyebrow, but he smirked.

"You know I wasn't, at least not in public. But it'll be nice to walk down the street with her without being chased by photographers trying to get the next headline picture."

"Shh," Rosie grumbled as she rolled over and wiggled her way on top of Jungkook. Her face was in his neck, "seep."

He chuckled as his arms wrapped around her to hold her steady, "okay, I'll sleep."

Jimin rolled over, throwing his arm over his brother and wife. "What about me?"

She blinked her eyes open and glared at her husband a bit. She whined as she snuggled into Jungkook more, "Hit him, Kookie."

The elder rolled away before his little brother could do as he asked, "So mean to your husband, I swear."

He made the announcement that he was not seeking a second term, the nation's youth was upset. Jimin was a great President, he made gay marriage legal because love shouldn't be banned by law. Most men that were older hated it when he announced it to the world. But Jimin couldn't do that, not with how he lived, not with how his family had a second father, who just happened to be his little brother.

Jungkook was more than an Uncle; he'd. He'd honestly spent more time with Rosie and the kids than Jimin ever could. And he knew that. It used to make him insanely jealous of how his babies would go to Jungkook over himself. But he understood. Jungkook was already there, always there. When he was traveling all over the country, Jungkook stayed home with the family and took care of them.

At first, it really didn't make sense to him. How could his brother be content with just living with them, just holding Rosie and never needing more? He always felt he was holding his brother back from better things and a better life. But watching them together, you can see how much they like each other. Juungkook tried to explain it once: he never had the desire to have sex. What he had with Rosie was perfect.

He tried once when he was in his mid-twenties. He couldn't go through with it when it was a girl, and he made it to touching with a man before he had to stop. It just wasn't working for him; it wasn't what he wanted. So Jimin stopped asking and stopped pushing. As long as Jungkook was happy, that's all that mattered to him.

"You mean it? You really aren't going for a second term?" Rosie was shocked. She honestly thought he'd stay until they kicked him out.

Jimin smiled, holding his hand to pull his wife into his lap. "I'm not. I want to go back home. The kids hate this house, and I know you and Kook do as well. I want my family back together where we are happiest."

"God, I love you," she whispered before she crashed her lips into his. "You are the best husband in the entire world."

"That's not what you said yesterday when you said you would divorce me and marry my brother."

Rosie shrugged while grinning, "Well, he brought me ice cream, and you ate the last of the salsa Jinnie made me."

Jungkook snorted from the other side of the couch. He wasn't looking at them; he was watching TV, but his bunny smile was in full effect. 

"One of these days, I swear I'm going to give you that divorce so you can marry him, and then you'll realize just how much you miss my cock." His little brother gagged, and it made Jimin snort. "Because I know you, Rosie, you love riding cock way too much to ever leave me for him."

"And that's my cue to leave; I'll get the kids from school. Ara will be happy to be able to drive again. I think that was her biggest complaint with this entire thing." Jimin waved his brother off as he kissed down his wife's neck. "You two are disgusting," Jungkook grumbled as he made his way to the front door. "You have one hour, and then she's mine. We have a report to go over, so don't sex her up so much she needs a damn nap after." And then he was gone.

Rosie giggled a bit once she heard the door shut, "ha," Jimin scoffed, "now I'm so going to do just exactly that."