Step Brother

53• Don't

As Jungkook sweetly wiped the blood off my legs he reached around to start a bath for me. He never once let me stand on my own seeing how weak my legs were, his arm was wrapped securely around my waist pulling me into his warm chest, "There we go." He smiled softly, " Take a bath I'll come back after I jump in the shower in my room. I'll help you change okay?"

I just hummed a simple, "mhmm." Out of tiredness and kissed his cheek weakly before he walked out of my room leaving me to relax.

After soaking the pain in my legs subsided but not the dull sting in my core. He really did go a little far last night huh?

There was a soft knock on the bathroom door as Jungkook peeked his head in hair still wet, fresh face, and ready to help. In reality I could do these things for myself now, but it was cute seeing that he cared.

"You don't have to kook I can handle it now." I shyly said wrapping in a towel.

"Nope this is my fault. I was raised to fix things I break." He smirked.

"I'm not broken!" I chuckled slapping his chest.

"Maybe not, but we can pretend." He winked slapping my butt which cause a shock of pain. My hands gripped both of his forearms for stability and his eyes widened as my mouth fell open in a silent scream, "Shit!"

"I'm- going- TO KILL YOU!" Before those last three words were out of my mouth he bolted from the bathroom into the bedroom trying to find a place to hide. I came running after him and the moment he turned around stuck in a corner I slipped on the wood falling right into his chest.

I froze.

He did the same.

"You're not gonna kill me right?" He gulped with a nervous smile.

"Not today." I winked kissing him softly which he quickly returned pulling me in closer.

This can't be good.

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As we boarded the plane to leave it was a bitter sweet moment, Jimin tugged Jungkook away from me to sit with him and talk about a song he was making.

I was quickly stolen away as well by the managers son who wanted to "talk to me in private for a moment."

Great what now?

I'm already in pain I don't need bad news with it.

"What's up Seungho?" I quickly asked trying to avoid an awkward silence.

"Have fun last night?" He asked staring down at his fiddling hands with an expressionless face.

"W-what?"

He sighed slowly before looking up at me, "Did you not realize our rooms were right next to each other? Those hotel walls are paper thin."

Shit!

Did he?

"I- I umm- We can..." I attempted to point towards Jungkook saying we could explain everything, but I couldn't even form a sentence which seemed to amuse him even more.

"You're blushing." He smirked.

"Am not!" I rebuttled turning away but he quickly pulled me backward into his chest.

I could feel his warmth on my back before his lips were only a mere millimeters from my ear, "It's not nice to rub these type of thinks into my face before I've even been able to go out with you y/n." He giggles slightly as I stiffen in his hold, "Judging by the bathtub running this morning, he really did a number on you didn't he?" His hand trailed between your legs resting there right before they meet, "People don't normally take morning baths unless they're soaking sins away."