Yoongi has always tried to run away from the cruel life he has known until one fateful day when he meets the person he wants to run to. Is it possible that he can finally stop running?
Ara followed him her eyes watching him retreat to his room closing the door behind him. She put down her book bag and turned on the television. She couldn't help worrying about Yoongi. Her worst fear was to wake up and find him gone. She wondered why she cares so much about him.
Hunger brought Yoongi quietly downstairs. By the dim light of the tv set he saw her shift her position. She had fallen asleep on the sofa still in her school clothes. He touched her hair softly but she didn't wake so he covered her with the soft green blanket that her mom used and let her rest.
"I miss you, kitten," he whispered into her hair.
They didn't have work today so he went into the kitchen to fix something for them to eat. The savory smells that filled the air finally woke her.
"What's that? It smells good."
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She stretched as she walked into the kitchen curiously looking at the pots. Yoongi offered her a little taste holding up the spoon. She blew on the food he held to her lips as he stared at her mouth. The temptation was great to kiss those lips but he knew if Jay found out he would beat him again so he watched her chew then looked away.
"Do you like it?"
"Yes, it's yummy," she said.
"Let's eat."
The table was already set. Yoongi carried the hot pot and placed it on the table.
"How did you learn to cook?"
"My mom taught me."
They continued to eat silently enjoying their meal. Yoongi reached over brushing her arm as he served her some more.
"Eat."
"No no, save some for Dawon."
"I did."
"I'm so glad you came to live with us, Yoongi."
Yoongi hides his shy smile.
"Thanks, help me clean up."
"Okay, little brother."
"I'm not your little brother!"
"Yes you are, my kitten!"
"I'm older than you," Yoongi pouted.
Ara giggled at his cute expression. "No, you're smaller than Dawon and he's younger than me."
"Doesn't matter. I'm older," Yoongi said walking towards her.
"I don't believe you," she said giggling as she evaded him.
She ran up the steps and he followed, both of them laughing.
"Say I'm older," he repeated as he ran.
She ran around the bed to the other side. He crossed the bed effectively blocking her escape pulling her on to the bed on top of him. He winced with pain and she giggled.
"Serves you right for pulling me, my little kitten," she said.
"It's okay. It was worth it."
She squirmed off then he climbed on top of her.
"Gotcha!"
The weight of his body on hers feels so good. She stared at his eyes with desire and lets out a breathy grunt.
"Am I squishing you?" He says with glee. "I won't stop till you say I'm older than you."
"Are not!"
Ara lifts his shirt to tickle him. Yoongi squirms grabbing her hands above her head. They stare at each other panting slightly from the effort. Yoongi lowers his lips to hers kissing her for the first time.
"You're so cute. I couldn't resist."
Their lips meet again hungrier to taste each other. He let's go of her hands as Ara wraps her arms around him and lifts his shirt. He tries to pull it down but not before she caught a glimpse of the bruises on his pale skin. Ara is shocked, her face full of compassion.
"Yoongi, who did this to you?"
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