Step Brother

57• She Needs You

"W-what if I freak out." I spoke quietly like a child in fear or doing something wrong.

"What are you scared of? Hm?" He spun his body to be in front if me now, slightly bending at the waist to look right into my face.

"That you'll get upset. It's hard enough for me right now if you get upset I'll get upset and I don't think I can-"

"Shhh." He smiled running his thumb against my bottom lip gently, "I promise I won't get upset okay? You're in control here."

As I nodded slowly his arm came around my waist and the other to cradle my legs.

I was swept off my feet as if I weighed only as much as a single feather.

My back was gently lowered onto the bed as Jungkook hovered over me settling between my thighs.

His gaze was hot but glassed over with sincere love and his need to help shining through.

He didn't have to say a word.

He wanted to fix this.

Jungkook kissed me for a short time allowing my heart rate to relax. It wasn't PTSD but something was making me uneasy.

His large hands ran down my body reaching for the hem of my T-shirt slowly lifting it over my head to reveal my torso.

The only barrier was my grey bralette.

His brows rose seeing the red marks. He softly ran his thumbs over the palm size hand prints on either side of my waist, "Why did he do this to you?." He whispered to himself before placing a softy peck like kiss to each mark.

The slow sensual kisses on my stomach made me shiver. I pushed his hair back to see his face clearer.

He swept my hair away from my chest seeing the three large hickeys on my cleavage.

They were still purple with a slight yellow ring as they were growing older by the hour since the incident.

It made his stomach turn at the sign of just these small marks of abuse to someone so sweet.

"Y/n" He looked deep in your eyes before going any farther, "are you still okay?"

I took a second to ponder his question.

Was I?

I gnawed on my bottom lip before taking a deep breath and nodding a hesitant yes.

I wanted to be okay with this.

I know he means well but my body still felt uneasy to these sort of touches.

He wasn't going to like what he saw next.

I grabbed his palms as he reached lower to my sweatpants. His eyes shot to mine saddened at my fears as my hands gripped his hard.

I felt a single tear roll down my cheek but he wiped it away with his thumb. "It's okay Y/n, I've got you. You're safe. Show me what he did to you."

I lifted my hips from the bed as he tugged the sweats I was wearing down my legs revealing the nail marks on my thighs.

I saw his eyes well with tears for a moment but he forced them away quickly, he was trying to be strong for my sake.

"Y/n, this incident doesn't define your worth, you know that right?" His fingers smoothed over the red scratches causing goosebumps to rise in their wake.

"Jungkook." My voice was small but he still heard it clear as day, "That's not the last one." I reached for him pulling into a tight hug, his chest against mine as I help back tears, "I don't think I can show you it."