Are We More Than Fake Siblings? || P.J.M || COMPLETED

Part 18

Jihyo continued speed walking as she grabbed her pepper spray and swiftly turned around.

"AH!! JIHYO IT'S ME!!" The man shouted and shut his eyes tightly while furiously rubbing them, attempting to get the pepper juice out.

"NAMJOON?!" Jihyo yelled out in shock. Namjoon was Jihyo's brother-like material back when they were children. He was the one who would come to the orphanage and take care of her the most.

"YEAH! IT'S ME!" He yelled angrily and opened his eyes before quickly closing them again.

"IM SO SORRY!! Let me take you to my house and help you" Jihyo said, concerned about Namjoon's eyes.

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After helping Namjoon clean out the pepper spray from his eyes. Jihyo sat him down on the couch before placing a cup of water on the table in front of him.

"Are you sure you're okay now?" Jihyo asked and bit her lip.

"Yeah I'm completely fine now. I'm just happy that I can still see" Namjoon stated and sighed before taking a sip of his water as he examined the photos.

If only I were stronger and not afraid. Maybe then, I could've stopped them from giving you away

"So why in the world would you try to sneak up on me like that?" Jihyo asked. She was happy to see Namjoon again, but she was wondering why he would try to look for her at night.

"Oh, well, it's because I didn't want to scare you?" Namjoon said and awkwardly chuckled. "Yeah, I wasn't thinking. I haven't slept in a while"

Jihyo rolled her eyes and shook her head at his stupidity. The two caught up on their lives and such, "I recently found out that I was adopted and I barely remembered how my life was before I was adopted" Jihyo sighed and added, "Since I bumped into you, do you know? I figured you would know because you're like a brother to me"

Namjoon felt a small bit of pain stinging inside of him.

I am your brother, your real brother...

"Well, I used to volunteer to help the children at the orphanage and I found out that you were born a Kim" Namjoon said, lying about finding out that she was a Kim. He already KNEW she was a Kim.

"So my name would have been Kim Jihyo" Jihyo spoke with a serious expression.
Namjoon smiled slightly and nodded.

She then gasped, "What if I was your sister! You're a Kim! But if we were siblings, you'd already told me. But then again, I could be related to someone else too" Jihyo sighed in disappointment and leaned back in her chair.

Namjoon just played along, he was going to tell her whenever the right time came; and whenever he met her brother and foster parents.

"Wait, does your foster parents know that you know that you're adopted?" Namjoon asked.

"No, they don't but I'm pretty sure Jimin will tell them" Jihyo said in reply.

Jimin Jimin Jimin. Why does that name sound familiar?

Namjoon pondered at this person's name. Soon it was midnight and Jihyo had school. Namjoon went home, wondering who this guy Jimin was and why his name sounds so familiar to him.

Jihyo got ready for bed. "The last night I'm in this house alone" She mumbled before drifting off to sleep, a slight smile creeping on her face.

Jihyo woke up the next day in what you could call a "peaceful manner". The sun peeping through the windows and blinding her as the birds sang their morning song. She groaned when hearing her alarm off too before rapidly smacking her phone screen to shut up the alarm.