Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
P.S: SHE HATES HIM For @DodoNeck I had to change a few things so it could fit as a one shot but I hope you enjoy 💕 -smut -step siblings -explicit wording (If this isn't your taste please refrain from reading this chapter. )
Lisa hates him, she hates him from the farthest depths of her heart. Hates him because he's so tall, because he's so fit, because he has big dark judgmental eyes. She hates him because of the way his lengthy black hair sweeps bast his earlobes and that crooked smile and his big ass teeth and pretty tattoos. Hates him because she has to be living with him.
Hates him, because he's her step brother.
She hates him just like she hates her father for this.
Her life wasn't perfect but at least it was one less boy free. Her father had to fall in love with his coworker, had to propose to her too.
This feels like something she couldn't forgive him for. He practically ruined her life, up and moved them in with people she didn't know and people she had never talked too. He was selfish for not asking her how she felt about it, selfish for flipping her life upside down. Selfish for being so blindly in love with a woman that could never compare to her real mom.
It had been a month living with them and Lisa has quickly learned that her supposed to be brother was a man thot. Her room was placed right next to his and let's just say the walls were thin. He talked to different girls and different times of the night, or he would be on the phone with his even worse friends that would egg him on with that shit.
She hated it, she tried to read and tune him out but it was no use, she tried music which had proven to be much better but that deep murmur of his voice would still be there. Jungkook knew no shame at all, pretty sure he didn't even care if his mom heard all the things he was saying.
She will never forget her first week living there, her father had told her to grab him so they could have dinner. And the sight she saw almost had her hurling for the toilet. The image is still engraved in her mind, it left a sour taste in her mouth. It was a girl, but not just any girl. She recognized her as one of their schools cheerleader. Tzuyu, long brown hair wet and stuck the the curve of her back her slender arms reaching out and gripping onto Jungkook taught shoulders. Lisa eyes helplessly followed down but what they were doing was ubscurred by the blanket wrapped around her waist and his lower body. But obviously Lisa wasn't stupid she was riding him. She was frozen in her spot, watching the way Jungkook head had been cocked back, neck on show sweat beading down into the divet of his collar bone. Body bouncing with the desperate movement of tzuyu on top of him. Suddenly he turns in her direction and his eyes are darker, and hooded. his mouth open as he huffs. She had immediately shut the door after that and told her father Jungkook was busy studying.
