Brotherly Love (BTS X READER) *Book 1*

Awkwardness and Needed Answers

     "Of course. It's a web drama," Yoongi stated monotonously. "A web drama."

     The man stared at your sobbing figure blankly for a good 30 seconds before finally looking at your screen to see what you were watching. It definitely wasn't a show he had heard about, so he assumed that meant it wasn't good enough for him to waste his time on. However, as he watched the two lovers on screen share a very passionate and intense moment with each other, he became oddly entranced. Yoongi found himself attentively watching the show while you still sat on your bed crying. Before he knew it, he was sitting on the bed next to you, his eyes glued to the screen.

     "I can't live without you! You are my sun, my moon, and you shine brighter than all the stars in the sky. I must protect you. I love you. I love you!" the male lead spoke to a pretty girl in front of him. The pair on screen were standing in the rain in the middle of a dimly lit street, staring into each other's glossy eyes. The girl's lip trembled slightly in shock from his words, and from the cold of the rainy night. The man then pulled her by her shoulders into another deep, romantic kiss. You continued sobbing, leaning into Yoongi for support as he stared at the screen with wide eyes. 

     "Yah, look behind them!" he exclaimed to you, pointing at the screen. You looked and noticed a set of headlights in the background heading straight for the couple on screen. Suddenly, the pair in the show noticed the lights speeding toward them. The male quickly pushed the girl out of the way as the bright lights zoomed right into him, eliciting a gasp from both you and Yoongi. You began sobbing even harder as the girl began screaming the boy's name and crawling towards his limp body. Yoongi held a shocked hand to his agape mouth, his eyes beginning to glimmer with wetness.

     "No! He can't!" you wailed, pulling your shirt over your face to conceal your aggressive weeping. Yoongi continued watching as paramedics began to show up, dramatically pulling the screaming girl away from her lover as they wheeled him into an ambulance after announcing that they couldn't find his pulse. The screen froze momentarily on the final scene and the ending sequence began to roll through, showing that the episode was over.

     "No!" you cried again. Without thinking, you buried your face into Yoongi's shirt as the man just continued to stare at the screen with wide eyes. He slowly and awkwardly put his left arm around your back, patting your shoulder. However, he still couldn't seem to tear his focus off the screen. Finally, he realized what sort of position he was in. You and him had barely talked more than a few sentences to each other and yet there you two were; him comforting you as you cried into his chest after watching a web drama together. A web drama.

     He somewhat stiffened, discomfort and confusion beginning to settle in. What was he, a celebrity, doing comforting you, some little kid. Especially after watching some stupid web drama. A web drama! What was going on with him? Why did he even bother wasting his time in there with you?

     "Must have been because of the hot female lead," he assured himself, refusing to accept that he had been completely enticed by your little drama. You suddenly pulled away from him, sniffling and erratically wiping your eyes, causing your skin to look red and blotchy. He was somewhat disgusted by your messy appearance for a second, but then again, nobody looked good after crying as hard as you did, so he let it pass over his head without a second thought. After all, after a good sob-fest, almost anyone would have similar blotchy skin and messy hair, with bloodshot eyes to finish off the look. However, he did find it necessary to pull his eyes away from your runny nose, that you also wiped at frequently.

     "Sorry, I swear I'm not this emotional," you shakily explained yourself to the man next to you who just looked you in the eyes blankly, his left hand still sympathetically positioned on your back. He patted you a couple of times before removing his arm, seemingly ignoring your comment.