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

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I looked to him. He was holding his hand as blood dripped down. I ran to the bathroom to get bandages. when I came back I sat on the bed next to him. I took his hand and whipped away the blood as he winced in pain. I grabbed the bandage and started to wrap his hand. "What happened?" I asked as I tucked the access bandage. He didn't answer me as do just looked away. I looked around his room to see what could have caused the loud noise. I scanned the room, but stopped when I saw shatter glass scattered on the floor.

"Namjoon what did you do?" I asked worriedly. "T-There was a bug.." He hesitantly answered. I knew he was lying. He's not a very good liar.

-- Namjoon's POV --

I hesitantly answered her question. I could tell she knew I was lying. I'm not a very good liar. I just couldn't tell her the truth... it's not right.

Just the thought of her being with Jimin angered me. Why him? why not me? "Am I not good enough?" I sat and looked at my lap thinking. "What..?" she asked, backing away. "huh?" I questioned. I looked to her and her face had a strange reaction. She was shocked or something. I sat there wondering why she said that. Then I realize.. "Did I just say that out loud?!" I yelled. I got up suddenly and ran out of the house and to my car with Y/N close behind. "Did I really say that?" I questioned myself as I turned on the car and drove away.

-- Y/N POV ---

I ran after him as he drove away, stopping at the end of the driveway. "What is wrong with him?" I asked myself, looking off to where her drove. A couple seconds later, my mom drove up. When she parked, she got out and looked back then back at me. "What's with him?" She asked me confused. Of course I couldn't tell her to truth. "He had something to do." I lied to her. "I understand. I mean he is an idol I bet he has a ton of stuff to do even on his break." She said as she got food out of the back seat. "Let me help." I said I grabbed a couple bags out of her hands. "When will dad be back?" I asked as I headed in the house. "He will be back tomorrow has some extra work to do so he will have to stay over night." She informed. I just nodded my head as I placed the bags on the counter.

-- 1 hour later --

I plopped on my bed holding my phone up above my face. It wasn't on or anything. I was debating wether or not I should text or call him. I don't even know what he meant by 'was I not enough.' 

Im going to text him.

Namjoon

namjoon what did you mean what you said earlier? : Y/N

read xx:xx

Why isn't he answering? Is it something that embarrassing? I rolled over on my side and decided to call him. As the phone rang I thought of what to say. After 3 rings, the phone picked up. "Hello? Namjoon?" I answered, waiting for a reply. "Hey Y/N, It's Jungkook. Namjoon fell asleep at his desk here at the office." a wave a relief went through me to know he is safe. "Did he say why he was there?" I questioned him, thinking I could get some answers. "He said he had to finish a song. I bet its going to be awesome because you know how namjoon hyung is he always makes amazing songs like this one time-" I cut him off "Junkook im not exactly interested about that right now. I just wanted to know if he was safe and why he left home." I explained to the energized idol. "O-o-oh okay. Well yeah, he's safe no need to worry Ms. Kim" he reassured me. I could hear the smile on his face. I said good bye then hung up the phone.

Thats so weird. Why go THERE of all places? I mean there are bars and- oh never mind. I keep forgetting he's an idol. I should go to sleep now.

-- The Next Day --

*ding* *ding* *ding*!

I woke up to an annoying sound. I rolled over to discover it was my phone. I picked it up and looked at it.

Annie: OMG! Y/N LOOK!

what? : Y/N

To Be Continued

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