JJ Family

Teen Years Begin

Jackson- 15
Yugyeom- 14
Youngjae- 13

Jackson's POV...

Everyday I walk home with Youngjae. I consider it my job to protect my little brother from other alphas. Yugyeom usually hangs out with his friends after school instead of coming straight home.

"Hey," I say gently. "Are you okay?" Youngjae nods. "I'm fine," he says and lazily pulls his oxygen tank behind him. He's walking faster today.

"What happened?" I demand. "Youngjae who hurt you? As your brother it's my job to protect you."

"It's nothing," he says. "I'm used to be making fun of. It's the only time people talk to me anymore." I frown out that.

"Youngjae," I say and gently touch his back. "Would you like to stop for ice cream?"

"No," he says. "I just want to go home..."

I sigh and we walk home. Youngjae goes upstairs and locks himself in his room. I try to comfort him but he pushes me away.

I decide to just stay downstairs. Mom is out running errands so he won't be home for awhile.

Halfway through my game I hear Yugyeom come home. "Shh!" I tell him. "I need to focus." I feel Yugyeom come in and sit on the couch behind me to watch me play.

"Yes!" I cheer as I beat the level.

"Hey guys," I hear Youngjae say. "How do I look?"

Yugyeom and I both turn to see Youngjae standing there, without his breathing tube, extremely short tight shorts and a tight see through shirt.

"Oh my God," Yugyeom says in disgust. "You look like a whore!"

"Youngjae!" I exclaim. "Your oxygen tank, you need that!" I rush upstairs to get it. I come back downstairs and force it back on him. Yugyeom takes the blanket off the back of the couch and covers him.

"Gosh Youngjae," he says. "No one wants to see that."

Youngjae looks down and starts to cry. "I know," he says. "No one likes me. I'm ugly and freak."

"Youngjae," Yugyeom says. "I meant no one here wants to see it. We're your brothers."

"You're too young to dress like that," I tell him. "You're not ugly. You're adorable. You don't need to dress like a slut. Ever. I don't want some alpha gawking at you. I'd have to kill him. Then I'd be arrested and then who'd protect you?"

Youngjae smiles a little. "I just thought..." he mumbles. "That maybe if I dress like the omegas on tv do... than people would like me."

"Youngjae," I say softly. "If they don't like you for you, they're not worth having okay?"

"Okay," he says and smiles.