Yoongi as your Brother[JK X READER]

CHAPTER 6

THUD.

I rolled off the bed, crashing to the floor with a loud noise. Seconds later, I heard hurried footsteps and the door flung open.

"You okay?!" someone called out.

I blinked my sleepy eyes open and groaned. "What the heck are you doing in my room?"

Jungkook stood in the doorway, holding the key card. "I have the spare. Just checking on you."

"What time is it?"

"Almost ten.pm"

"why are you even here aren't you supposed to be sleeping?" I grumbled

"couldnt"

I sat up, rubbing my eyes. "Where are the girls?"

"They went out to buy snacks and facial masks. Sleepover stuff," I muttered.

He nodded. "Alright. Just rest early, okay?" he said before walking out.

15 Minutes Later

"Y/N-ah!!" Armani's voice echoed through the room.

"Yah, keep it down! We're gonna get noise complaints," I grumbled from the bed.

"Oops, my bad," she giggled.

Athena tossed me a pouch. "Here, for the skincare later."

"Should I put on the mask now?"

"Later," Athena said, popping popcorn into her mouth. "Oh, I saw a paper bag outside the door earlier."

"Can you get it for me?"

She returned with the bag and handed it to me.

"It's from Jungkook," Ashley said with a grin.

My eyes widened. I pulled out a box from the bag and placed it on my lap. The girls squealed beside me as I opened it.

"No way—this is the dress I liked!"

I held it up, the silky fabric catching the light.

"It's so pretty," I breathed out, admiring it. The fit was perfect — hugged all the right places. I hung it in the closet for tomorrow.

We spent the night doing our skincare routines, munching on snacks, and watching movies. At some point, my eyelids got heavy.

"Guys, I'm gonna knock out early. Goodnight," I murmured, grabbing a blanket and heading to bed.

Next Morning

"Yah, Y/N! Wake up, you're gonna be late!" Chloe shook me like her life depended on it.

"Huh? What—?" I mumbled, half-asleep.

"It's late!" she repeated. My eyes flew open in panic.

I jumped out of bed, rushed into the shower, and threw on a loose top and baggy jeans. While doing my makeup, Ashley came over and gave me a hug.

"We're heading out now. Thanks so much for letting us stay," she said warmly.

"I'm gonna miss you guys so much," I pouted, hugging each of them tightly.

Once they left, I finished my makeup. I stepped out and noticed a small box outside the door.

Opening it revealed a necklace with a heart pendant — and inside was a photo of me and my friends.

I clutched it. "Aigoo... they're too sweet."

Just then, a knock.

"Come in!"

"Y/N, let's go! We're gonna be late," Taehyung said as he poked his head in. I grabbed my things, including the dress Jungkook gave me, and we headed out.

Jungkook was asleep in the car. Figures. Only Taehyung bothered to wake me.

They were rehearsing so I just had no other options but to watch them and even butt in when they're practicing. Pretending to be the 8th member. Once I tired myself up I just sat and watched them.

Yoongi's POV

"Why'd you lock her in there? We're all guys here, it's nothing new," Taehyung muttered while throwing on a shirt.

"I don't want her seeing you lot shirtless," I said bluntly.

"She's already seen me shirtless," Jungkook muttered.

"What was that?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Nothing, hyung."

"Yah, I'm not deaf."

"She just walked out of the bathroom while I was changing. That's it. It's not a big deal."

"It is a big deal."

"Why are you acting like it's my fault?" he argued.

I sighed and sat down, rubbing my temples. Just then, the bathroom door creaked open and Y/N stepped out.

"Yoongi!"

"Get back inside," I snapped, irritated.

"No. Not until you both stop this nonsense," she said, voice firm.

"Jungkook, you and your big mouth" she looked at him and sighed

I walked towards her, grabbed her wrist, and tried to push her back inside — but she resisted. I pushed a bit too hard, and—

"Agh!"

There was blood. On her arm. On the floor. Her eyes widened in horror.

Y/N POV

I tried to stop Yoongi from pushing me, but my arm hit a sharp part of the doorframe. Blood started pouring down fast.

"It hurts..." I whispered, clutching it tightly.

"I—I'm sorry. Y/N—"

Jin pushed him aside, kneeling beside me.

"Y/N!" Jungkook rushed over with panic in his eyes.

"I'll call the paramedics!" Jimin shouted as he ran off.

Jungkook pressed a cloth to my arm, trying to stop the bleeding. The medics came and quickly patched me up. I needed stitches.

Afterwards, I sat quietly as Yoongi curled over on a bench, gripping his hair in guilt.

I walked up, gently tapping his shoulder. "Oppa, it's okay. I'm alright. Go finish your show."

He looked up, eyes red, and I gave him a small smile.

I was doing my makeup quietly for fun while the stylists retouched the boys' looks. Everything seemed to go back to normal, but my arm still throbbed — they couldn't give me anesthesia earlier.

Yoongi was in front of the mirror when I approached.

"Oppa... I think I'll go back to the hotel. I need to rest."

"You're not staying to watch?" he asked softly.

I paused. "Actually... I'll stay. Just for a while."

He gave me a nod. "Thanks"