the good guy J.JK

ch.11

"ready for lights off?"taehyung asked, hand hovering over the switch.

I nodded my head, curling into the blankets.

he flipped the switch off and walked over to my bed, the right side sinking as he sits down.

"oh, pls turn on the lamp"I say, turning to look at him.

he chuckled and turned on said lamp.

"still want to cuddle?"he asked, pulling the blankets over him.

I smile as I push myself closer to him, my back hitting his chest as he hugs me from behind.

"goodnight, love you"I hear him whisper into my neck.

"love you too"

I'm not gonna sleep. and he probably isn't either.

I rest my eyes, feeling taehyung's breath on my neck and his arms tightly wrapped around my waist.

my hands move ontop of his, grasping them tightly.

"do you think they'll show?"I ask.

I feel him shrug against me. "i don't know, honestly"

"turn around"he says as he pulls his arms away.

I abide. turning on my right side as his arms pull me back into his chest.

my cold nose hits his chest, feeling the warmth radiate threw his thin tank top.

it's nice to have a brother like him. a brother that doesn't think it's weird to cuddle, or knows when you need a hug, or likes to play games with you and be silly with you. I think it's good to have a relationship with him like this.

it's good, because these past two weeks have sucked.

"what time do they come?"he asks in a whisper.

I breathe a sigh. "like eight, eight thirty"

he turns on his side a bit, grabbing his phone from the nightstand and checking the time.

"then he should be here soon, it's eight right now"

I nod my head.

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thirty minutes pass, and taehyung's already asleep.

I'm starting to think they won't be here, so I turn back to face the window.

but as soon as I turn over, I'm met with a shadow looming into my room from the window.

it looks like their starring right at me, so I close my eyes and pretend to be asleep, even tho I already know they saw my eyes open.

a few minutes pass, then there's a knock on the window, so I open my eyes.

but the shadow is gone.

I get up from my bed, shuffling twards the window to look out of it.

as I'm searching, I see a folded sheet of paper sitting under a rock right on the window seal, so I pull the string blinds up, then push up the window itself to grab the paper.

I look at it curiously, then unfold it slowly.

"what tha?"I whisper breathlessly.

it'd be a shame if your brother got hurt.

that's all. that's all it said.

but why? what did he do? what was my brother doing that was so Fricken wrong?

unless my brother is actually the person's next target, and not me.

I look back down at the paper, flipping it over just to be sure.

I don't like it when he's holding you.

my eyebraws come together.

ok so apparently i can't cuddle with my brother.

I rub my eyes, then look at the paper again, the writing.

my eyes go wide, then I turn around and grab the phone book, pulling out the letter and the sentence from jungkook.

it's the same first of all.

but this also makes jungkook a key subject now, because he's the only one we've met so far that writes like this.

how tho? we didn't know each other before.

unless hes actually a phsycopath and he chose to murder my family slowly.

he did say he was from busan.

I shake my head and rubb my eyes, sticking the paper back into the book and putting it back where it was before.

then, I'm back in bed. a bit further away from taehyungs arms.