Six Evil Step Brothers - Yoongi X Jungkook- Yoonkook

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It had been a week since Yoongi disappeared, and the atmosphere in the Kim household was tense and suffocating. The police were still searching, but no substantial evidence had emerged to link Minho to the crime. Jungkook had stopped attending school, spending most of his time at Eunwoo's bar, unable to move on or focus on anything else. The brothers were tirelessly distributing "missing" leaflets, desperate for any clue that could lead them to Yoongi.

Jin sat in his office, the weight of the world on his shoulders. His eyes were tired, and his mind was clouded with worry. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. His secretary stepped in, looking hesitant.

"Sir, Mr. Jitae Kim is here to see you."

Jin's eyebrows shot up in surprise. Jitae, their cousin, had never visited them. They didn't have a good relationship, and his sudden appearance was suspicious. Jin quickly called Namjoon, informing him to come to his office. When Namjoon arrived, Jin instructed his secretary to send Jitae in.

As Jitae entered the room, a smirk played on his lips. "My lovely cousins. How are you?"

Jin remained seated, his gaze narrowing. "We're fine, Jitae. I'm quite surprised to see you here."

Jitae chuckled, a sound that sent chills down their spines. "I heard you lost something."

Namjoon and Jin exchanged a wary glance. "And?" Namjoon asked cautiously.

Jitae's smile widened, his eyes gleaming with malicious intent. "Transfer all the shares of your company to mine," he said casually, as if discussing the weather.

Jin and Namjoon's eyes widened in shock. Jin's voice trembled as he spoke, "You... you have him?"

Jitae feigned innocence, tilting his head. "Who? Whatever I have is perfectly fine... don't worry. I'm not a monster like your father who would kill someone."

Namjoon's hands clenched into fists, his voice filled with barely contained rage. "And your father tried to kill Jin hyung!" he roared.

Jitae laughed again, a sinister sound that filled the room with dread. "Oh, come on! He was just taken for a few hours. Don't be so dramatic."

Namjoon stepped forward, his anger boiling over. "You will go to jail for this!"

Jitae's smile didn't falter. "You know that's not how things work, right? That beautiful thing is already injured enough. I want to taste him badly, but I'm controlling myself. I don't know how long I can keep doing that. You wouldn't want him to be scarred for life, right? And as for jail... I have evidence of the shady dealings your company has been involved in. So, be clever, Namjoon."

The brothers fell silent, the weight of Jitae's words sinking in. Their hearts pounded in their chests as they realized how trapped they were.

Jitae's voice softened, dripping with false concern. "It's not much. Your brother is more important than the company, right? Oh, wait... he's not even your real brother." He laughed, a cruel, mocking sound that echoed in their ears.

Before leaving, Jitae leaned in closer, his voice a whisper that sent shivers down their spines. "I'll take my leave now. Don't make me wait too long. He is so pretty, so pale, so cute... and those lips, so puffed and inviting." His words hung in the air, a vile reminder of the danger Yoongi was in.

With that, Jitae turned and walked out, leaving Jin and Namjoon in stunned silence. The door clicked shut behind him, but the horror of his visit lingered, suffocating the brothers in its wake.

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Yoongi's consciousness flickered back to life, and with it came an agonizing throbbing in his head. He tried to move, but something heavy was pressing down on him, suffocating him, restricting his breath. His eyelids fluttered, struggling to open, and when they finally did, panic set in. Something was touching his chest, his back, his thighs. The sensation was terrifyingly foreign, and his body instinctively recoiled in fear. Tears began to stream down his face as he tried to push away the weight crushing him, but his strength was nowhere to be found.