Step Brother

31• Threats

Waking up the next morning I heard the sound of Yoongi texting someone. It seemed like he was typing quite a bit. Almost as if he was angry spamming someone. When I opened my puffy eyes to meet his soft face he had a firm scowl across his brow instead. His arms were still wrapped around me but his hands were typing out an extremely long message.

"Who's that for?" I asked rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"No one. Did you sleep well?" He quickly hit send, locked his phone, and threw it onto the arm chair in the corner.

"Can I ask you something instead?" I questioned tracing imaginary shapes on his chest with my finger. He only hummed a slight "hm".

"Last night. When you told me I couldn't stay with Jungkook because you know how he gets. What did you mean by that?" As soon as the final sentence left my lips he huffed a slightly annoyed sigh sitting up slightly and pulling me up with him.

"When bad things happen to people Jungkook loves or considers family. He gets this sense of revenge he has to take on the one who caused it." Yoongi ran his hand through my hair a couple times waiting for an answer.

"So he was going to sleep with me, to get back at Taehyung."

"Bingo."

"T-that's fucked up." I stuttered being baffled that he was capable of such a mean thing. But then our first sexual encounter popped into my head. When I got revenge against Taehyung using Jungkook. Am I any better than him?

"Anyway." Yoongi interrupted "I got to talk to Bang last night after everything and he said you can stop styling individually and just chill til tour."

"Really? Thanks a weight off of me,but who was that long message for?" I crawled over him reaching for the phone but he quickly yanked me back into his chest on the bed.

"It's nothing just leave it alone." He replies very monotoned rubbing his eyes.

"Yoongi stop let me-" I stood completely and took another step towards the phone reaching my hand out. Yoongi appeared right behind me roughly slamming my back into his chest by my hips grasping both my wrists in his left hand. "Yoongi!" I gasped at his rough handle on me.

"That is my property." He growled into my ear his right hand resting against my neck. Not tight enough to choke me but not loose enough to be considered soft, "and I remember telling you no." Something about this situation was oddly arousing but also scary. He was mad.

"I-I'm sorry." Damnit why did you stutter y/n?!

"Good. Now why don't you go freshen up and I'll make some breakfast hm?"

"I'm not hungry." I half whispered.

"Coffee then." He stated releasing his grip, reaching past my shoulder to grab his phone, and practically floating out of the room.

What was that?..

*Jungkook's POV*
My phone started firing off like a gun which woke me up. As my eyes adjusted to the brightness of the screen it was Yoongi blowing up my phone, but why?

"You need to grow up. I sat and thought more on this last night and decided to tell you. The next time you try and lay your hands on her in a sexual way in a way to get back at Taehyung you're going to have an issue with me. She is not your pon that can be pushed around and used understand me? Don't even think about doing anything with her for the time being because I swear Jungkook I'll kick your ass."

What crawled up his butt this morning?

*Tae's POV at home*
"Taehyung!" Mark yelled in urgency from the living room and I came stumbling out of my room practically tripping over my own feet like a baby deer.

"What?!" I huffed seeing him gripping his phone tightly.

"Where is y/n? She's not answering her phone."

"Shit." I mumbled to myself everything flooding back to me. "Uhh. Sir."

"WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER?!" He raised his voice higher causing me to whence.

"A-she stayed with Jungkook last night because we got in a small fight. She wouldn't get in the car with me." I scratched the back of my head.

"Taehyung." Mark said sternly as the doorbell rang. Saved by the bell? As he opened it I saw a face that wasn't Jungkook's. Definitely not saved...

Dear god, she was with him again? That guys nothing but trouble for her! What is she thinking? Why isn't she with Jungkook? He's the most trustworthy between the two.

"Sorry she's late sir. Someone's a sleepyhead." Yoongi laughed ruffling      y/n's hair before pushing her in the door with a bag, waving goodbye, and turning on his heels to sprint to his car. Fantastic. Y/n wasn't looking at me only explaining to her father where she was all night, her phone had died, and walking to her bedroom. As soon as she was gone his glare fell on me.

"So we lie now?" He cocked his head, "That wasn't Jungkook. Do I need to wake up May and let her know?"

You're kidding right? You're gonna tell my mommy I lied when I had no actual clue where y/n was. How could I have know what her sober behind did after I was escorted out?! "No sir. I'm sorry it won't happen again." I forced out walking to my bedroom. On the way there y/n's door was open and she was sitting on the end of her bed just blankly staring at her hands. She sensed me watching and looked over before quickly stepping to her feet. My hopes were high that she would let me apologize and come talk to me, but I was wrong. She walked to her door, giving a half smile, before closing her door in my face.

I really fucked up this time didn't I?

*y/n's POV*
Faking that smile was the hardest thing to do. Part of me still wanted to run to his arms and find out if he was okay after everything that happened last night, but the other part pushed me away realizing what he had actually done. It has to be the fact that I lost my purity to him. Nothing else holds me to him anymore. He's just my step brother. Not anything more. I can't let him become anything more anymore. His whole standpoint in this 'relationship' was bad. Nothing was ever real. Just forced. It's time to let that bird fly instead of continuing to cage it up. He can't get close anymore.