Bts // One Shots

Step Brother - Yoongi

A/N - WARNING - I didn't think about doing warnings before but this one made me think it was probs best to. - Explicit language - Mature sexual content (smut- btw I've never written smut before so it may not be the greatest)

"You looking forward to it, Rain?" My Dad asks me as he shuffles the new chest of draws in place for my new step brother's room. I give him a bored look. No. No I am not looking forward to some woman and her kid moving into our house. My Dad irritates me enough, now there is a woman that he likes - meaning there is no chance I'll like her - and her son. Apparently he's around my age (17) but putting two teenagers together hoping they'll make friends doesn't work. Actually at our age they'll just resent each other for the pure fact they exist. Or that's just me... He stands up and admires the newly painted room and new furniture. 

"Does he not own any furniture, why did you have to buy all new stuff?" I say grumpily with my arms folded, leaning against the door frame. 

"Well Sarah said he wasn't ecstatic about moving in either so I thought if he saw he had a nice new room he would be more comfortable." I roll my eyes.

"Yeah, next time I get sad I'll buy my self a new lamp. Get your head out your ass." Just as my Dad goes to yell at me for my rudeness we both hear a cough to get our attention. A boy with a whitish blonde hair, a few inches taller than me, stands looking at me with an eye brow raised. 

"When I'm down I personally get the urge to buy a rug or curtains." He says sarcastically adding to my comment. 

"Ah Yoongi, you're here! I didn't hear you come in." My Dad pushes past me and pulls him into an un-welcomed hug. Yoongi seems very uncomfortable and wiggles free. 

"Yeah you left the door open." He says and my Dad's eyes drift over to me. 

"What did I say about leaving the door open?" He says in a controlled but angry voice. I put my hand to my lips, pretending to think.

"Well now I think about it, you probably said to NOT leave it open. Ugh I always get it mixed up. Oops." I say walking away from them both, not having even actually introduced myself to this Yoongi guy. 

"Rain, come back." I stop and sigh before turning back around and facing him. 

"Yes?" I say ready to leave. 

"You haven't introduced your self." He says giving me a disapproving look. I walk over to Yoongi with my hand out, damn he's really good looking. He takes my hand and gives it a swift shake before parting. 

"Hi I'm Princess Consuela Banana Hammock. When you hear yelling it's my father getting mad at me. If you hear loud music don't tell me to turn it down or it will get louder and you only have yourself to blame." I turn on my heal but my Dad grabs my arm and brings me back. Looking back at Yoongi he's actually smiling at me. He doesn't hate me? I smirk and bow my head before reintroducing myself. "Okay sorry, I'm actually... with the secret service and you're under arres..OUCH" My Dad pinches my arm and gives me a very angry look. I look back at Yoongi and hear him laughing, well at least someone appreciates my humour. My Dad looks at him shocked.

"I've never seen you smile before Yoongi, this is great!" My Dad says grinning but the smile is wiped from Yoongi's face. My Dad is such an idiot. Yoongi brings up his hand and shakes mine again.

"I'm Yoongi." He says and I smile.

"I'm Rain. My Dad chose the name." My Dads nods proudly. I give Yoongi one last nod before turning to leave and once again I'm pulled back. I groan, tired of all this talking. 

"Well you both seem to get on, so how about Rain gives you a house tour?" I clench my teeth, he knows I have plans. Yoongi looks at me as if asking me if it's okay. He actually wants me to show him around? I roll my eyes before sighing a yes. I grab his hand and pull him after me so we can start down stairs, getting away from my Dad.