My Overprotective Brothers

My Overprotective Brothers (Ch.12)

a/n: alright, im back. i have sum things comin up (; i'll tell yall another day. enjoy this chapter, thanks for reading. also my cousins are still reading this. and cindy stop asking me how youre doing i told you your first ch is fine :3

My eye widened in surprised. My friend is working for my ex? there is to much to understand. i looked and Jimin then to Chanyeol. Chanyeol looked at me biting his lip looking a bit sad.

"Well not for Sehun, his father." He said hoping that would change something. he fidgeted with his fingers hopefully.

"That doesn't make it any better. You know what would make it better? If you told me what they're gunna do to me." I said getting closer to Chanyeol. "Prove yourself worthy. Tell me what they want." I said with a cold glare and my face emotionless. He moved back, his back almost pressing into the wall.

"I... can't tell you." He said with a sad look on his face while looking at the floor not trying to look at y/n.

Jimin flew forward and grabbed Chanyeol by his shirt. "Stop with your bs and tell us whatever you know." Chanyeol stayed quiet and Jimin just grabbed him tighter. I put my hand on Jimin's shoulder. I shake my head.

"He clearly isn't going to talk." I pushed Jimin away from Chanyeol. I looked him straight in the eye. "Get us out. Now. And I don't want to see you again." Chanyeol bit his lip and started walking off into the hallway.

"Well, if you wanna get out. You have to follow me."

Jin pov

I tapped my finger on the dinner table nervously. I sent the boys to go do some errands for me. I'm still waiting for a call. I go to the bathroom to freshen up. I look into the mirror. I inspected my face. I noticed how much I looked like y/n. I mean we all do. I stared at my eyes for a few more seconds. I should stop. I get out of the bathroom. Might as well do something. I looked at the pile of dishes in the sink. I sigh as I get to the dishes.

30 minutes later

I heard the door rattling and open. "Hey guys." I say as I keep my eyes on the dishes.

"Hey hyung." They say as they slowly shuffled in. They just finished doing something and they're already bored. I look at my hands while i bite the inside of my cheek.

"cmon guys lets play uno." I said opening a cabinet. The boys looked at me as if i was talking in some foreign language.

"Why should we play? We shouldn't be enjoying this time." Taehyung said stubbornly looking at me blank. I knew they would say something.

"I know y/n and Jimin. They wouldn't us to be sad and mourn." I say as I looked at them because they're going to have to face it.

"Why are you saying that as if they were dead?" I heard Jungkook say with an emotionless face. "She isn't dead. I can feel it." His face suddenly looking for reassurance. "Right?" He looked at us, waiting for us to say something. He looked at Taehyung, he grabbed his shoulders. "They aren't!Tell me you feel it too! TELL ME!" Jungkook said tears threatening to fall down.

Taehyung looked up at him. "They aren't dead. What are you saying? DON'T THINK LIKE THAT!" I saw Taehyungs face starting to tear up. Taehyungs hands were on Jungkook's shoulder and was shaking him. Yoongi came in between and pulled Taehyung from Jungkook and hugged him. Jungkook looked at me and he came up to me and hugged me.

"I'm sorry for being weak!" He looks up to me. "I'm not a good brother." He said with tears running down his face. I just rubbed his back.

"Come on guys," I said still rubbing his back "lets do something to distract us."

tbc-

a/n: YALL EYE- we got jinkook this chapter. anyways i'm probably gonna upload every day so like be prepared for that. I have other ideas for stories but on another account (; i'll expose it once i upload on it which will probably be the day this story ends. if u into like mafia stuff then yall would like it. . anyways yall know this account was shared with my ex bsf (it the truth tho) just gunna spill a lil bit of tea um i dropped her and for a reason so yeah no hate on her but then again yes. anyways ADIOSSSSS