My stepbrothers || 0t7 enhypen x reader

Chapter 1

This was a pain in my ass, I hated every single second of it but I couldn't exactly refuse and go home.

I guess your wondering why I want to go home but can't, am I right? Well my mum recently re-married to one of the parks, you know the parks that own those really high fashioned and marketed companies? Yeah them. Unfortunately for me I had to move in with my mums new fiancé, it's not as bad as it sounds and he's not the reason I wanna go home per say.

The reason I want to go home is because I have 7 step brothers that my mum just happened not to mention. She claims that she couldn't remember. Now don't get me wrong it's not all as bad as I'm making it sound, apart from the fact they're insanely attractive and day by day I'm going crazy. I know it's not normal to like your step siblings but... when they look like my step brothers it's kinda hard not too-

"Y/N get down here right now!", my eyebrows furrow in confusion as I get pulled out my thoughts by my mother screaming bloody murder from downstairs.

Pulling myself up from the comfort of my bed made made realise how quiet it was after my mother had stopped yelling. 'Mmh, that's weird. What are they up to now?'. My mind ran with absurd thoughts that I knew could never be true, as my feet padded against the cold wooden floor. It felt like a million years before I reached the kitchen where I saw a mess that was beyond bad. My furious mother standing right beside it giving me a look that said 'if you don't explain I will get out the wooden spoon'.

"Y/N, can you please explain to me why you made this mess and tried getting jay to clean it up?", my mother said in that aggressive voice I absolutely hated.

My mind turns blank as I look up from the mess, to my mother and then back to the mess. "I swear I didn't do any of that, I haven't even been downstairs this morning." desperation laced in my voice. The air felt a little colder now, maybe it was due to the fact my mother was glaring daggers at me or the fact I was wearing shorts. I couldn't tell.

It all felt very tense, my mother has never once blamed me for creating messes and not cleaning up after myself, considering the face I've been living with her all my life.

"Oh stop lying to me Y/N, first you make a mess in the kitchen then you try denying it. And now your ignoring poor jay who had to suffer with your sorry ass. I'm sick of it." The voice of my mother says, a mix of stress and exhaustion in her voice making my eyes trail to the floor in shame.

It's silent for a few minutes until a low voice that sounded like honey starts to speak from the doorway of the kitchen, "um.. miss l/n, I'm so sorry for creating this mess. There was an emergency at work so I had to go and sort it out. Please don't blame Y/N."

Looking up from the floor my body instinctively turns around, breath hitching in a heart beat as I look at the figure leaning against the doorway. Lee Heeseung. I slowly let my eyes run down his body noticing the way his muscles flex under his black shirt and the way his eyes seem darker under his black cap.

As my eyes make their way back up to his face, my eyes connect with his making my cheeks heat up and my body quickly turn away from him. Failing the notice the smirk on his lip. My mother looks at him in shock, a tense air hanging around the room making me shift uncomfortably. "I'm so sorry Heeseung,but I knew it was your mess I would have cleaned it up for you."

I let out a small scoff at the audacity my mother held, 'she would do it for him but not for me, it wasn't even my mess.'  Feeling a hand on my shoulder bought me out of my thoughts for the second time this morning, but god did I wish I stayed in those thoughts. As I looked up, my eyes once again held eye contact with heeseungs dark brown orbs, it was like we were both having a staring contest... only this on was a fight between instincts and desire.

Clearing my throat I quickly step away from him, noticing the way jay intensely stared at u. 'What the hell is his problem?'. I look up at my mother who already has the cleaning products out and is now halfway through cleaning the mess that heeseung claimed to have made. We all know the only thing he can make is ramen noodles.

"Y/N you can go back upstairs now, you aren't needed anymore.", my jaw falls slack open as I hear what my mother said, she made me come all the way downstairs just to argue with me about something I didn't do? What a waste of time seriously.

Nodding my head was the only thing I could do in that moment, not that she would be able to see it considering her back was facing me, but I didn't feel like wasting my voice on her. As I walk away I feel eyes digging into the back of me, I turn around expecting my mother to be glaring at me for not replying to her. But to my surprise I saw not just heeseung but jays eyes running down the back of my figure. Before turning my head forward, heeseung looks up at me giving me a subtle wink and putting his lip between his teeth. My cheeks flush a deep red as I quickly face forward.

I am so telling beomgyu about this.

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A/N : hey guys, so this is a new story I'm writing. It will have multiple parts (obviously), so please be patient with me for these updates. I'm also sorry this is so short, it was suppose to be longer but I didn't want to bore anyone. I'm also a fairly new writer so no hate please. If you guys could please follow my social media's. I'm trying to be a fashion model on Instagram, I post ootd's and my TikTok's. On YouTube I do daily vlogs :)

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