Noona || BTS

nineteen

They all waved back at her, their smiles wide and hearts light as they left the house. Y/N stood in the doorway for a moment longer, her heart full of warmth and love for the boys who had become like family to her. With a soft sigh and a smile still on her lips, she closed the door and returned to the quiet of the mansion, ready to take on the rest of her day.

Y/N sat in her office, staring blankly at the paperwork in front of her, though her mind was far from the reports and figures she was supposed to be focusing on. Her thoughts kept drifting back to that morning—how the boys had kissed her on the lips, each of them with such tenderness, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

She sighed and leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes as she replayed the scene in her head. *What’s happening?* she wondered, feeling a twinge of confusion. *This isn't normal… is it?*

She had grown up without a typical family, so she wasn’t sure where the line was supposed to be drawn. She’d always been distant, cold even, toward others. But living with the boys had softened her in ways she didn’t anticipate. They had become like family to her—more than family, actually. They had become her life. Yet, deep down, she couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right.

*No normal family does this,* she thought, running her hands through her hair in frustration. *No normal family has their brothers walking around naked or sitting on their sister’s lap while sucking on her boobs.

She stopped herself, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment at the memory of Jin, Jungkook, and Taehyung, all behaving so intimately with her. The softness of their lips on hers was still fresh in her mind, as was the feel of their bodies pressed close to hers in ways that felt... more than familial.

*This isn’t how things should be,* she tried to convince herself, but she couldn’t bring herself to fully believe it. After all, the boys seemed so comfortable around her, so happy and carefree. They didn’t seem to question any of it. If anything, they seemed to thrive in this closeness they shared.

But Y/N wasn’t sure if that was a good thing. *I’m their sister,* she reminded herself firmly. *Their half-sister, yes, but still their sister. This isn’t right. Is it?*

She couldn’t help but question her own role in all of it. Was she encouraging this behavior somehow? She had let them sleep with her, hold her, touch her in ways that were far from typical sibling affection. Yet, she hadn’t stopped them. Not once. Even when Jungkook and Taehyung slept on top of her, or Jin nestled into her chest—she hadn’t minded. If anything, a part of her had found comfort in it.

*But should I be finding comfort in this?* The thought sent a pang of guilt through her. Was she crossing a line? Or were they all just starved for affection, making up for lost time in a dysfunctional family that never showed them love in the right way?

Y/N leaned forward, resting her elbows on the desk as she buried her face in her hands. She felt torn between the roles of caretaker, sister, and… something else she couldn’t quite define.

*But they’re so happy,* she thought. That much was clear. Ever since they had come to live with her, they had opened up more and more. Their laughter now filled the mansion, their presence turning what was once a cold and empty house into a home. How could she take that away from them?

Still, doubt gnawed at her. *Am I doing the right thing by letting this continue?

She shook her head , trying to clear her thoughts.  She couldn’t deny the love She felt for them,but she also couldn’t ignore the lingering discomfort.

I need to figure this out,she told herself. But how?

Y/N entered the house after a long day at the office, feeling the weight of her earlier thoughts pressing heavily on her mind. She needed a break—a shower and some food to clear her head. She went straight to her bathroom, the warm water calming her nerves. After freshening up, she made her way to the dining room. The boys had already eaten, so she sat alone with her thoughts, nibbling on her food absentmindedly. The morning's events were still bothering her, and she knew she couldn’t let them slide this time. She needed to address the situation tonight.