Stepbrothers • A BTS Dirty Fanfiction

Chapter 25

It was the next morning and I got up with the worst headache I had ever had. I whack the side of my head multiple times, which only made it worse. I guess I drank more than I thought. I sigh and get out of bed. I didn't even want to see the state that the house was left in.

I go downstairs but I see no one around so I decide to just watch TV in the living room. Ugh I was so hungry and I was craving fruit badly. As I walk down the stairs the build up of mess was getting worse and worse. As I start to edge closer to the kitchen, it smelled incredible. I follow the smell in happiness until I see who was making the breakfast.

"Shanice!?" I say in shock. She smiles at me happily and comes over to hug me. A familiar scent struck my nose and I realise she was wearing one of Jimin's shirts. I pull away from her embrace and stare at her in confusion.

"Why are you-"

"Omg I had the best night last night! I never seen Jimin as the type to be so seductive but last night...oh my god. He made me feel things I had never felt before" she mumbles, wide eyed walking back to the sizzling bacon. I smile falsely and make my way back upstairs with a sick feeling in my stomach. Jealously? Anger? Hunger? I couldn't work it out. Maybe it was all three.

I storm into the boys' bedroom to see Jungkook in front of me, picking something up from the floor. I glance over to see Meghan sleeping on his bed, her heels laying on the floor. They all looked at me in shock and Jungkook jumped up.

"Y/n it's not what it-"

"OH DON'T EVEN START THAT SHIT ON ME! JIMIN YOUR TOY IS DOWNSTAIRS AND MEGHAN GET THE HELL UP AND LEAVE THIS HOUSE NOW!" I say, picking a heel up and going to chuck it at her, but Jungkook quickly stopped me. Meghan woke up by the loud sound of my voice and gasped, sitting herself up.

"Look I don't know what you think has gone on, but you don't need to be acting like this" he says sternly, trying to calm me down. He handed Meghan her heels and bowing slightly towards her. Meghan began to head to the door but when trying to stop her, Jungkook grabs my wrist and pulls me close to him, whispering harshly.

"Y/n, why the fuck are you doing this? She was drunk. I thought you would be happy I helped her instead of letting her walk home alone. I only did it because she is your friend"

"Oh yeah, because you are really gonna be thinking about how I would feel when she has her tits out like that" I snarled, causing his face to also change into an angry one. I see Meghan about to leave the bedroom so I scream towards her. Jungkook still had hold of my wrist and so I couldn't move.

"MEGHAN THESE ARE MY BROTHERS. AND I TRUSTED YOU NOT TO TAKE FUCKING ADVANTAGE OF ME!" I say, my face bright red in anger as she stood at the door guiltily. I look to my right to see Hobi laughing. I was so close to slapping him to death. If only I wasn't being held by Jungkook's strong grip.

"Is someone jealous?" He says, tilting his head.

"HOW ARE YOU FINDING ANY HUMOUR IN THIS!?" I scream, feeling completely defeated and I wanted to sob my heart out, but the anger was overtaking me.

"I'm sorry if I made you angry Y/n, but I promise you that nothing happened between us. And I'm sorry Jungkook-oppa for causing you trouble" She says, bowing and smiling towards us both. I narrow my eyes onto her messed up features. Her makeup, her hair, her clothing. How could I not think the worse? I break out of Jungkook's hold and storm towards her.

"Don't you dare call him oppa" I say, pushing her out of the room and forcing her to run down the stairs. I kick Shanice and Meghan out and start comfort eating all the food made by Shanice. I didn't care at this point. If my stepbrothers wanna fuck other girls and not even bother to seem worried about me finding out, then I guess they don't love me like I thought they did.

I hear loud and quick footsteps heading down the stairs and I sigh. They are already coming to apologize and make up an excuse?

"Y/n what the fuck was the about?" Tae says, sitting next to me on the couch, but I gave him no attention. I finished my food and gave him my plate, throwing him a fake smile and continue watching friends.

"Aish, fine be like that, immature brat" he mumbles, before getting up and taking my plate to the sink. Is he fucking joking? I'm the immature one? I pause the episode and get up, storming to the kitchen.

"How dare you say I'm immature when you knew I got cheated on last night and none of you even bothered to fucking tell me"

"Y/n we didn't fucking cheat on you!," Jimin sighs into his hands, before carrying on. "and about Shanice, I know I was being flirty with her at the studio but I'm a natural flirt and you know that. I guess she took it the wrong way because last night she started flirting with me, sitting on my lap and trying to kiss me and stuff but I didn't let it happen Y/n, because I was thinking about you the whole time. The whole fucking night even. I fucking missed you and it turns out you had been out with a guy all night."

"It wasn't all night, you are overexaggerating! And even if you had thought I was out with him for that reason, that would give you more of a reason to have sex with Shanice!"

"Y/n we're not fucking children, sex isn't a game or a competition, and we definitely wouldn't use it as revenge, I thought you would know that" Taehyung says walking up to me, grabbing me by my wrist and walking me towards the stairs.

"Where are you taking me!? Get off me!!" I shout, yanking at my wrist, causing Tae to chuckle. We both knew I wouldn't be able to escape his grip and it was embarrassing that I even tried.

"I was just reminded of something." He answers, taking me to their room and throwing me onto Hobi's bed. I begin to scramble up to escape but I see Jungkook lock the door.

"Stay" Tae says, rummaging through his drawers. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion and sit back, rubbing at my pained head which I had been distracted from for a while.

"What are you doing!?? Why am I in here!?" I whine, throwing my arms about. Suddenly, I see Tae heading my way rather quickly, and I catch a glimpse of what looked like handcuffs. My breath came to a halt and I sit up rapidly.

"W-what are you doing?" I ask him, a ripple of worry evident in my voice. He grabs at my right wrist, attaching the cuff to it and adjusting it to my size. Tight.

"This is for not telling us about your little boyfrie-"

"HE ISN'T MY BOYFRIEND HOW MANY TI-"

"I wasn't finished" He grumbles with his husky voice, eyeing me as the rest of them stood around.

"You told him about the dirty things we do to you hm?"

"What! no I- what do you mean!? NO I HAVEN'T TOLD HIM ANYTHING! HE FOUND OUT HIMSELF, I PROMISE!" I shrill, pulling at my wrist that was now attached to the bed. Tae lets a chuckle leave his mouth as he steps back, examining me.

"Don't promise things that aren't true princess." He smirks, as him and the rest of the boys begin to leave the room. I yank at my burning wrist and plead at them.

"Tae please this isn't funny! Seriously! I need to get to school!"

"Well then I guess we're gonna have to call in and say you're sick" Yoongi says, as I try my hardest to break through the cuffs.

"I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING TO HIM HE KNOWS BECAUSE HE SAW ME AND JIN!" I scream still begging them to let me go, as they all began to file out of the room, one by one.

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