Brother [ BTS x Male OC ]

Pt. 4: Let's hug and make up

We arrived home after getting my arm in a cast, they wanted to sign it but I said no. Mainly because I want it clean and not looking like a child's cast. 

"Seok-Kyun, let's talk." Jin grabbed my right hand and pulled me to his room, he shut the door and stared at me. "I am sorry for telling you off and scolding you, I had a good scolding to myself for doing that to you, I know you're old enough to look after yourself now and I know Jungkook is as well...I only do it because I love you and care for you." He rambled on, "Let's hug and make up?" He held his arms open and I looked down to them before looking back to his eyes again.  

I sighed and stepped to him, leaning my body onto his lazily, he wrapped his arms around me and smiled. "Thank you, Seok-Kyun, let's not fight again...Okay?" He pulled back and held onto my shoulder, I nodded at him and smiled back at him. "Alright, but lighten up Jin. You're here to have fun, not be a parent." I patted at his shoulder with my right hand and looked up to his door. "Let's go out to the others now." I walked around him and he followed behind me. 

"I'm going to go annoy RM." I parted away from him quickly and rushed towards RM who sat on the chair opposite the others, sitting on the arm of his chair I looked down at the newspaper he held. "RM, RM, RM, RM!" I leaned my head down onto his and stared at the newspaper as it moved down. "Yes, Seok-Kyun?" He responded, his hands moving up from his paper and pushing me off of him gently. "Let's play a game." I knew he was tired, he sighed and shook his head lightly. "Not right now, Kyun." He stood up and I did as well, staring at him with a small smile. "Okay." I backed out of annoying him, I couldn't be bothered anymore, so I stole his seat and sat down, crossing my left leg over the right and staring at my cast, drifting off into deep thoughts. 

My thumb wriggling out the small thumb hole from the cast, a small smile appearing on my face. "Such an idiot." I mumbled and stood up, rushing to my room and sitting on my bed, then slowly shifting to lay on my back and dangling my head off the edge slightly. Staring at the ceiling with a small sigh, a knock was heard from my door "Come in" I responded, it opened to reveal Taehyung, he walked in and sat beside me on the bed. "Are you okay?" He asked, "Yeah, are you?" I looked over to him and notice he had a serious expression on. 

"Seok-Kyun, I know it's been two days or something since we met, but I really want to hang out with you some more." He looked to me and I sat up, staring at his eyes for a while. "You want to hang out with me? Why?" I asked out of curiosity, his eyes scanning over my face as he thought. "Well...You're my hyungs brother and I think you're quite cool. So, I want to get to know you some more." He smiled widely and I returned it, "Sure, I will hang out with you any time you want to." I watched as he laid back with a relaxed sigh. "Right now." He tilted his head to look over at me. "Okay then, I can right now, what would you like to do?" I asked him. "Well, I would love to go for a drive but your arm is broken, so that can wait. How about we make some food together?" He sat up quickly and jumped to stand, whilst I used my right hand to push me up as I stood. 

"Let's gooooo!~" I rushed out of my room with a giggling Taehyung following behind me. Looking from my left and right to see no one around, "Where did they go?" I asked Taehyung, "They went to take some naps." He responded, "Ohh, okay, aren't you tired?" I looked around and he shook his head, "I am hungry." He stepped into the kitchen and chuckled, following him now, I stopped beside the cooker and he grabbed anything that caught his eyes. 

"We'll cook some chicken and salad." He unwrapped the chicken and ran it under the tap, cleaning the meat off, then he looked to me who just blinked my eyes at him. "You can do the salad, it'll be easier for you since you've only got one arm at the moment." He smiled at me, so I just nodded at him before turning to look at the packets he laid out on the counter.