My Tease

Clarity

Namjoon pov

My brain reboots as my mind becomes less hazy and my eyes realize they are closed. I open and close my eyelids when the sunlight hits them. They remain shut as I run my hand across the sheets and stiffen as the hard chair digs into my bottom. I open my eyes again and lift my heavy head from the bed side I fell asleep at. My sister's soft breathing is the only thing heard, riling up my emotions again as I recall last night. I decided to spend the night here to make sure she was safe. I was going to let Yoongi take the car back, but he decided to sleep on the couch.

"Namjoon." I lean over the bed as my sister calls for me. 

"Yes?" She raises herself so she's leaning against the head board cushioned by pillows. I watch silently as she fiddles with her fingers and bites down on her lip nervously. Sighing, I take her hand in mine, making her face me with her watery eyes. "I'm not mad at you."

"I know I shouldn't have been there." She mumbles and I nod my head at that.

"Yeah, but we can't turn back time. I'm just glad you're feeling alright." I say, feeling the weight of my sister being drugged with a slight chance of being raped seep in. "Don't ever do that again."

She lowers her head in shame, "I won't but can you let me borrow your phone. I need to call Wonjoon and let him know what happened. He's probably really worried." She holds out her hand, but I don't make any move to give it to her. "Namjoon, may I use your phone?" Her face darkens when I remain silent. "What's up? Are you going to tell me to stay away again?"

"I'm going to tell you something and I know it's going to be hard to understand, but just listen to me..." I trail off not quite sure how she will take this. "When I got to the club, I saw Wonjoon with another girl-"

"That doesn't mean anything. He was just dancing I bet. It's what you do at a club." She defends, but I shake my head.

"It's not just that. When I told him that you were drugged in the bathroom. He didn't move a muscle...I just got this vibe from him..." I pause as her hair cascades in front of her face while she grips the bed sheets. "There were two men standing by the bathroom door too. It was just really strange. Kyung Min, I think he was in on it." 

"You don't know that for sure." She mumbles and I press my lips together. "You're just saying that because your relationship didn't work out." My eyes harden at her words as my heart tightens at the memory of the one man I ever dated. 

"You were 14 then and don't know the full story. I'm telling you what happened last night for your own good. I can't monitor you 24/7, but I'm hoping that you are wise enough to not make this same mistake again. You seriously don't need to go down the same road I did Kyung Min." I advise and wait for her response. 

"Can I please just call him one more time?" She request with tear filled eyes so I give into her and hand her my phone. I sit still as she dials his phone number. The line immediately cuts to the voice operator and the room seems to lose all oxygen as the woman's voice says:

The number you dialed is no longer in service. Thank you for calling.

"What?" My eyebrows shoot up in alarm as her hand drops to the bed and she pulls her legs up to her chest. She buries her head in her knees and the sound of her sniffles fill the room. I grab my phone and redial the number one more time just to make sure and the same result happens. "Kyung Min..." She doesn't look back up as her body shakes like a leaf. I run my hand through my hair before pulling her into my arms. "It's going to be okay. You were too good for him anyways." 

"Don't tell mom or dad, please." She chokes out and I rub her back soothingly. 

"I won't if you promise that you won't go after him anymore." I wait a moment for her to calm down a little and blink away my own hot tears.