Step Brother (Vkook)

Chapter 5 (M)

>Jungkook POV<

After the amazing BTS movie. I noticed my sweet Taebaby crying. I wiped his tears and rubbed the small of his back.

"Are you Okay?"

He sniffled cutely, "Yeah."

He continued, "I'm just really emotional right now, that movie was just so...pure and the struggles BTS has overcome together makes me cry."

I nodded understanding what he was saying. BTS has worked hard throughout their careers and some people actually hate on that just because they are of different ethnicity. My ethnicity. Good Thing Tae didn't really see my face in the film. If he knew that I was actually his step-brother, he'd freak out.

Before long, Tae was cuddled up pressing against my side with his head laying on my chest, his scent making its way to my nostrils.

"Your heartbeat is really calming,"
He said while drawing circles on my chest with a blank stare.

I smiled and giggled at his cuteness, my wolf adoring the sounds. How couldn't I though, he's just so adorable and a total squish. How do so many people see him as a top it's obvious he's a bottom?

Like, sure, the way he bites his lips because of habit is hot, and when he dances, if the mood is right, don't even get me started. But the way he can switch from a cute baby to a hot Greek god within seconds astounds me.

Thoughts flooded my brain and they were all about my Step-brother, Taehyung. I don't even care what wolf he is, I just know he's mine.

Not even paying attention, after a while I heard soft snores. Looking down I saw a beautiful TaeTae sleeping comfortably. I kissed his head and whispered a sweet goodnight before holding him close, my muscles engulfing him into a warm hug. Finally I let the world of Sleep take over me.

Tae POV

I woke up smiling slightly to myself  after thinking about last nights events. Then I felt around for a certain someone, I came up disappointed with my poor search.

There was a faint feel of warmth still implanted on the bed, but I guess Jungkook left to go to do other things elsewhere......does he not like me? Am I too clingy? Am I too fat?  Did Jungkook leave me for someone? Am I annoying? Suddenly all my insecurities hit me like a punch to the face.

However, all my assumptions were hit hard with how wrong I was. I watched as steam enveloped the room. The door to the bathroom slowly opening, revealing a wet Jungkook.

I am, at this point, JungShookith.

He dried his hair tediously. I observed him, but in doing so, my gaze slowly drifted downward. I watched as each water droplet fell down from his chest to his abdomen and then disappeared underneath his towel which encircled his waist.

He slowly noticed I was staring.

"Take a picture it'll last longer," he said winking at me. (I've already put this in twice, but it's iconic)

I turned away and blushed, but then retorted back with a cocky remark, "Fuck off, why would I want a picture of you!?"

He walked toward me with a smirk on his face. I gulped. Jungkook turned my face making me look at him as he brought his finger underneath my chin, grabbing it gently.