Big Brother

「4」Forgiveness

All you wanted to do was cry. And that's exactly what you did. Taehyung always teased you but never made such bold moves. So why did he? Were you accidentally suggesting that he should make a move? Was this all your fault? Why did it feel so right to be in Namjoon's warm embrace like this?

He has a girlfriend.

But it just felt safer, being there with him, alone. Letting your balled up feelings unroll in his arms. You knew you would have to explain what Taehyung did. You knew he would react one of two ways; he'd think you overreacted or actually kill Taehyung. Which one did you even want? Could you stall for any longer?

Your answer was clear for one question when Namjoon retracted from the hug.

"What did he do?" His eyebrows arched in concern. The tips of his thumbs wiped away the drying tears from your cheeks.

"W-we were just watching a m-movie," you sniffled the words out. "He started to get r-really touchy."

Namjoon's eyes widened. "What do you mean by touchy?"

You swallow your urge to cry more. "He kept t-touching my thigh even when I told him to stop."

You could tell Namjoon understood the situation, as he stopped you from speaking anymore. He could also see that you struggled to hold back tears in each word. He wrapped his long arms tightly around you and you laid your head on his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry." He started. "I should've been there. I should've been the big brother you need me to be. I knew something was wrong today." He held you tighter. "God, I could've done something to prevent this." He choked.

"It's not your fault, Joonie." You said into his shoulder blade. "I should've been more careful."

"Y/N, please don't blame yourself." He looked down at you.

Namjoon hated seeing you in pain more than being hurt himself. He'd known you for an entire decade. Your dad left you, your mom is never home. It's practically his obligation to take care of you. Of course he'd blame himself for you getting hurt, or you failing school. That's what big brothers do.

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"Y/N!" You heard two loud feet pounding their way to you as you whipped your head around towards the sound, immediately turning back around when you made out who it was.

"Y/N! Please, wait!" The desperate voice called to you, parting the sea of high schoolers in the hallway. "I just want to talk to you!" A large hand grasped your shoulder and turned you around.

"I have nothing to say to you, Kim Taehyung." You started to turn away, but he pulled you back, pushing you against the locker.

"Then just listen." He was out of breath, but his eyes were full and attentive. "I'm so sorry for what I did yesterday. I know it was wrong. You weren't ready, but I was tired of waiting." He placed both of his hands on each of your shoulders, rubbing up and down slightly. "I regret that. I really do." He moves his hands up your neck and cupped your cheeks. "I still like you, a lot. Please forgive me."

It was hard, but his gentle movements made it easier to accept him again. You simply reached up and lightly touched your lips onto his, giving him an answer.

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It's literally 6 am and I slept for two hours hhhhhh
Sorry for taking so long to publish this! I was having writers block for a bit a could only write a few words everyday. Thanks for understanding.
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-Mochi