✰⋆BTS Jungkook Fanfiction - Step Siblings⋆✰

Min

(Hey lovelies! Guess who's back to writing? Anyways, I'm so sorry for such a long wait. A lot of people recently have been interested in this, so I figured I would continue the story.

Enjoy~

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They say, that when you find love, you just know if they feel the same.

"Myths."

I scoff as I stare at my bedroom ceiling. Jungkook decided to go out to dinner tonight with his friend and didn't bring me. It had almost been 3 hours since he left, and I was getting really bored. I had so much time to reflect on my weird romance. 

"I'll be back in an hour, there's food in the microwave, love ya-"

I mocked with an aggravated facial expression. Sometimes he can be a real thorn in my side. Always telling me things to calm me down. He does it so often it makes me angry. He treats me like a baby.

"He treats me like his girlfriend."

The words slipped out of my mouth. Now, Jungkook is very protective of me, but he treats me nothing like his girlfriend. I felt stupid for saying that. Especially to myself.

I force myself to crawl out of my bed, yawning. 

"There's nothing to do."

I mumble to myself, opening my door, and slowly walking down the stairs. The house is dark, only a dim light from outside gives any vision to my surroundings. I don't bother to turn on the lights, so I walk into the kitchen, grabbing a drink from the fridge. I suddenly feel a presence of someone sitting at the counter. A cold presence. Not like Jungkook. 

I slowly turn around, my heart accelerating. 

"H-hello?"

No response. The light from my window gives me a glance at the figure. A man sitting at my counter, slowly stands up. I quickly reach for the light switch, failing to do so. 

I suddenly feel someone's arms wrap around my body. I recognize that smell from the night at the club. 

He doesn't let go of me, as I try to pull away.

"Let me go!!!"

I kick and scream.

"Shut up Y/N! It's me!"

The familiar voice sternly says in a whisper like tone. He lets go off my body, and I stumble to reach the light switch. Turning it on, there stand yoongi wearing a suit.

"What the hell are you doing here!?"

I shout at yoongi.

"I.."

Yoongi fumbles in his words. I stare at him, waiting for his reply.

"I wanted to see you."

My heart fluttered a bit at him statement.

"That's sweet yoongi, but you can't just barge into people's homes like that."

Yoongi stares at me.

"I know."

He says in an expressionless tone, showing how little he cares.

"Aren't you going to apologize?"

I cross my arms, glaring at him.

"Nope."

His reply confuses me. I sit down at the table, placing my head into my hands, not having a clue on what to say or do. I look up at yoongi who is still staring at me, as if he is waiting on me to say something to him.

I roll my eyes, giving up on trying to get him to realize his mistake. 

"It's nice to see you yoongi."

Yoongi walks over to the table, sitting beside me. I look over to him, as he plays with his hands.

"So, why did you want to see me?"

I keep my eyes on yoongi. He takes a moment, before he goes to open his mouth. 

"Y/N.. I couldn't get you out of my head."

His words leave me in confusion and a bit of heart throb.

"What do you mean?"

Yoongi smiles in embarrassment.

"I mean.. I've never felt this way about a girl I've just met."

My heart stops beating. I can feel my cheeks heating up at his statement. Nobody has ever had feelings for me.

"Yoongi, I don't know what to say-"

I look down at my hands. The conversation was going south and I was worried he would think I didn't want him here.

"That's okay- I just, needed to see your face. I want to remember it, even when we aren't with eachother."

He stares into my eyes for the longest time, him face so close to mine. He smiled at me. Is this his confession? There's no way- 

We continue to stare into one another's eyes, until suddenly, his lips meet mine, taking me by surprise. Never have I been kissed, and it felt amazing. I didn't know how to respond, so I just continued to kiss him. 

Yoongi suddenly pulled away from me, a warm smile on his face.

"I think I've got it in memory now~"

He continues to stare at me, suddenly place his head in my lap.

"I love you, Y/N."

A sudden wave of emotions rolls over me, and my entire world stops.

I freeze, but slowly relax, as I place my hand on yoongi's head, running my fingers through his hair.

I honestly didn't expect this at all.

Am I dreaming...?

"You're not dreaming, Y/N."

Yoongi giggles.

I really need to stop thinking out loud-

I stare down at yoongi, resting on my lap, as I play with his dark hair.

Do I accept his confession...?

I remember Jungkook. 

His voice, his face and his smile fills my mind.

Maybe this would be good for me.. I think I love yoongi, after all, everything he just did, returning the way I truly feel is the least I can do.

I place my hand on his hand, my other his hair.

"I love you too."

I reply, as the relief washes over me.