Warning! R-18!
Baekhyun's P.O.V.
I wiped my face dry with a towel after taking a bath since I just got off from school and felt like I'm in deep need of a relaxing bath after all the stress, dirt, and sweat from our physical education. Since I'm not really the sporty type like my brother, Chanyeol, my body ached like hell and I felt pain in many parts of my body.
I wrapped the towel around my waist and head upstairs to my room to get dressed and get the rest I've been wanting for hours. When I opened the door, I saw Chanyeol sitting on the bed with my diary in his hands and a smirk plastered on his face.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" I yelled out and he jumped on the bed and put his hands in the air in defense. "Why are you reading my diary?!"
"Hyung, you're gay?" He replied. He must have read the part where I freaking wrote that down. I walked towards him with my fists clenched, ready to hit him. "If you hit me I'll tell, Eomma."
And just like that, I stopped walking halfway through. The longer I stared at his face, I grew more annoyed and pissed off because of his cheeky smile. He just won a fight from me.
"So it's true? You're gay?" He asked again as I rummaged through my closet and searched for comfortable clothes to wear.
"I'm pretty sure you're not some twelve year old who thinks being gay is some sort of a citizenship right?" I replied as I put on an oversized shirt and faced him. "You already know the answer, Chanyeol since you read my diary which is supposed to be private. Now get out."
He giggled and marched out of my room, leaving me with a headache. I sighed and closed the door shut before wearing an underwear and some pants and walked to my bed where my diary was left open at the page where my confession about my sexuality was written that goes on for three pages mostly about how I started to feel it and how I accepted it.
...and about how I'm secretly in love with him, my brother.
I stressed about the way he found out and thinking about what if he read the part that I actually had feelings for my ridiculously good looking tall brother and before I knew it, I was slowly falling asleep.
Five Hours Later
"Hyung! Wake up!" I heard a deep voice booming all across the room and I grabbed a pillow to cover my ears. "Wake up! It's time for dinner!" Chanyeol shooked me but I refused since my body still ached like hell and I was still pissed at him.
"Go away..." I shooed him and elbowed him to get him off of me.
"You're not gonna get up? Fine, I guess I'll discuss with our parents what I read in your diary." He threatened.
I sat up as quick as I could and glared at him with burning anger. Part of me wanted to attack him but I know that with a frail body like mine I'd probably lose to 6 foot tall muscular idiot of a brother. I got my height from my father's genes and he got his from our mother since our mother is pretty tall and has big ears. If mom cuts her hair and grow muscles she could be mistaken as Chanyeol.
"You're pretty much lucky you're tall enough to defend yourself from me or you'd be begging for me to stop beating your sorry ass to death." I hissed as I stood up and threw a pillow aggresively to him.
"Wow, that really made you stand up." He said with a chuckle.
"Meaning?"
"It's true. All that thing written in your diary."
I rolled my eyes and gave him an "Are you serious?" kind of look and crossed my arms. "It's a diary. Of course it's true Yeol, now let's get dinner."
