My Brother is an Idol? || KMJ FF ||

(3)

On the way to Big Hit, it was quiet. I wanted to break the silence, so I spoke up. "It's funny," I spoke. "What is?" He asked curiously. "Now I can say my brother taught me to love myself." I smiled and looked at him. He smiled too. "You helped me when I was hurt, sad, and depressed. I would listen to your music and watch your videos everyday. You made me smile when times were tough." I smiled a little. "You're gunna make me cry Y/N. No one has ever said that to me directly. It makes me happy knowing that my music helps people around the world." He looked at me. I smiled at him once again. "Oh look! I'm fine is playing on the radio." I said as I turned up the music and started singing to it.

——— Namjoon's POV ———

When Y/N turned up the music and started singing, I had this weird feeling in my chest. I knew right then and there, that I would not let anyone hurt her. I don't want to see that beautiful smile fade. I don't want to see tears fall from her eyes. I need to protect her. Especially from Jimin. That no-good-cheater. I can't let him get too close to Y/N.

——— Y/N POV ———

After a few more minutes, we finally made it to Big Hit. I was really excited, I put on my hat and mask that Namjoon told me to wear, and I hopped out of the car. Namjoon grabbed my hand unexpectedly and dragged me to the front of the building. We walked in and everyone greeted Namjoon.

Still holding my hand, he brought me to RKive. He let go of my hand, unlocked his door, and we both walked in. "What was it that you need to get?" I asked curiously. "Yoongi hyung left a hard drive on my desk with the for a song for the new album." He explained, looking for it. "Here it is." He said to himself. "Alright let's go." He grabbed my hand and walked out locking his door once again. When we got to the elevator, I asked him a question. "Why are you holding my hand?" I asked. "Guards might think you're a sasaeng. I don't want to cause trouble." He explained. Putting on his mask.

We walked out of the building, but, we were stopped by someone. The person removed his mask. "Namjoon hyung? What are you doing here?" He asked. "Jungkook, I was just picking something up that Yoongi left for me." He explained to the younger. "Oh. And who is this?" He asked pointing to me. "Oh. Introduce yourself. I want to see his reaction." He said giggling. I pulled down my mask and took off my hat. "Hello, I'm Kim Y/N. I'm Namjoon's younger sister." I bowed, smiling at Jungkook. I looked at Jungkook and his face was shocked. "Wh-What?! You have a sister?!" He yelled. "Shhhh!! I don't people finding out." He tried to clam him down. "Sorry, but, since when?" Jungkook asked Namjoon. "My dad and her mom got married like, what last week?" He asked looking to me for an answer. "Yes." I answered. "Woah. So she didn't know you were... well you until when?" He asked. "We met formally yesterday." He answered Jungkook. "That's crazy. I got to go. I wanted to work on something." He informed. "Okay, see you around kook." Namjoon said back. Jungkook bowed to Namjoon and me, and we bowed back, waving bye.

When we got in the car, Namjoon spoke. "This is annoying." He said suddenly. "What is?" I asked curiously. "Having you as my sister can cause drama. We can't run into people and say 'Hey look! I'm Kim Namjoon and I have a sister!'. Army will find you and they will hurt you. I don't want that to happen when I'm supposed to take care of you when mom and dad aren't with us." He said. "Namjoon, it's okay. Even if that does happen, I won't get hurt. I won't let anyone hurt me. If I do get messages, then I'll come to you." I reassured him. He looked to me and smiled.

——— Time Skip ———

We were on our way home from being in town. Once again, it was quiet in the car. But this time I decided not to speak. Instead, Namjoon spoke. "Are you thinking about going to college here?" He asked keeping his eyes on the road. I looked at my lap, "I was thinking about looking into colleges in Seoul but I would have to live in a dorm." I replied. "Ah." He replied. We kept driving in the quiet car until we reached home.

-------- Home -------

Once we got into the house, it was late. Namjoon went to his room, while I went to the kitchen to make me something to eat. I was making some instant ramen when I heard a loud crash. I turned my head to the direction of the noise and saw that it came from Namjoon's room. I rushed to his room so see if he was okay. "Namjoon?" 

To Be Continued