Step Brother

58•Joon

I laid in the exact spot he put me.

Shaking.

It was so pathetic and in my head but my body couldn't help it.

I was trusting him not to go too far and I let myself be venerable.

His instincts went too far trying to just cover up my assault with more sex.

Like that's so the answer.

"Stupid Maknae." I thought to myself, "Thinking with his dick and not his head... or his heart."

The door to my room was opened and Namjoon stood arms open as I crawled from my bed and sprinted into his chest.

"It's okay y/n." He hushed into my hair picking me up like a child and just holding me there. His large arms and chest made me feel so much more at ease from what just happened it was a little crazy.

I didn't know why exactly I asked for him but he seems to be the cure already.

"Let's get some clothes on you hm?" He giggled walking to where my pile of clothes laid. Prior to him saying this I hadn't realized I ran into him practically naked, "It's not that I don't want to see this, but not in this state." He cracked jokes tickling my side childishly as he pulled the shirt back over my head, "Did you eat enough?" He asked gesturing to the food still sitting on the table.

"I had a little. I'm not really hungry anymore ya know?" I looked down playing with the bedding and not wanting to look at him.

"Did he do something you didn't want?" He questioned tilting my head up, "Did he get angry?"

"N-no." I shook his hand off shifting a bit in my seat.

"Yes." He huffed an answer looking at the ceiling.

"What?" I looked up to him again at his sad eyes looking at me.

"Stop lying to protect people y/n, that's only hurting you and not teaching them anything."

He was right. I keep blaming what happens on myself and not letting others be held accountable.

"I know you don't want anyone to get in trouble but that's not something you can control."

"H-he didn't mean to." I mumbled, "I just got scared."

"And that's okay." He smiled a little comfortingly, "You're allowed to say no." His hand stroked my hair as he kissed my forehead, "You know your limits."

"I think I do." I murmured scooting closer to him leaning into his chest and he draped his arms across me.

"You do." He laughed again at my uncertainty, "Do you want to talk about it." I just shook my head closing my eyes, "Not yet? That's fine. Can I ask you a question?" I hummed signaling him to continue feeling his warmth radiate to me, "Why did you ask for me?"

"For this." I sighed snuggling closer, "because you listen."

"But you won't talk." He questioned my meaning for a moment.

"Not yet, but I know you'll be here when I want to." His arms hugged me tighter as he laid back into the headboard.

"That's right. I'm always here."

"I know."

*Namjoon pov*
I woke up with y/n still tucked in my arms as the light flooded from the open window of the hotel room. She was quietly sleeping when I reached for the remote turning the tv on quietly.

She stirred a little but I didn't pay any mind to it.

She started wiggling more like she was uncomfortable. I paused the show looking down at her.

She gasped loudly eyes still closed and started mumbling, "N-no.." the second was more pronounced, "No!!" Her hands gripped my bicep for dear life like someone was going to kill her.

"Seungho stop!" She screeched.

I froze. She was having a nightmare about him.

"Please!" Her bottom lip started to tremble.

After that I had enough of it. I lightly brushed her hair away from her face and she wasn't waking up, "y/n wake up." I said but she stayed in this fear struck state.

Tears were leaking from the corners of her closed eyes now and there was nothing I could do. She wouldn't wake up.

It wasn't just a nightmare she was having a full blown night terror.

"Y/n sweetie it's okay I'm right here, Joonies here." I tried to shake her a little and her face seemed to relax a bit, "Yeah come on wake up for me." My heart was pounding in my chest. I didn't like hearing her freak out like that.

She gasped and pushed away from me before she realized what was going on, "Namjoon?.." she croaked in a sleepy voice clinging to my waist like a small child does.

"Yeah I'm here. I'm right here. You're okay." I sighed in relief pulling her closer.

She fell right back asleep without another word.

This whole situation has me angry. What he did seriously hurt her deep down and it can't just be fixed by hugging her and telling her we all appreciate her.

She has to see it for herself.

He fucked her up deep down.

As we left our hotel a few hours later she was being really distant to everyone keeping her head down and only speaking when she was spoke to directly.

This wasn't how she ever acted and everyone noticed it. I pulled all the boys aside and told them just to keep their distance. I don't want to overwhelm her anymore than Jungkook already did last night.

He wasn't in the right headspace either. Dark bags under his eyes like he hadn't slept more than maybe four hours last night and a sullen look locked on his face.

He worked with the other girls to get ready for the show and I made sure Y/n only had one person to focus on. She wasn't here enough to be able to work at her usual fast pace. I even stuck her with Hoseok in hopes he could get a smile on her face like he's good at.

Even those slight smirks and giggles were just for show.

It was hurting me deep down knowing she was in distress and there was nothing any of us could do about it, even the god damn sun for fuck sake!

We had to come up with something to get her back to normal. Back to her sassy confident self.