Step-Brother [Namkook]

Chapter 8

Nj pov-

"Is he okay?" Jin asks.

"Yeah, he's resting. I think I should ask a few days off for him. It would be tiring for him to attend school in this state." I tell them.

"Right. He'll be fine if he takes medicines and rests properly. So, you don't need to worry." Yoongi tells.

"I know it's not that serious, as I make it out to be but... I can't help it. I know his wounds and bruises must be hurting a lot but he will never say it out loud."

Jin smiles. "When did your feelings get so strong towards him, huh?"

I shrug. "I don't know either..."

"But what now?" Yoongi asks. "First, Jungkook is your step brother. Second, he is not gay. Third, he claims to hate you. What will you do now?"

"There's nothing I can do besides being his hyung. I can't tell him about my feelings but I can show my care... As a brother. And as long as I can do that, it's enough for me. I don't expect much to come out of this relationship."

"Wow. You really have everything figured out." Jin says in surprise.

"He always has a solution for everything." Yoongi replies Jin with a smile.

After getting back home, I send Jungkook to bed and order food to save my kitchen. Then I put it in two bowls and take it to his bedroom. I hand him his bowl and sit in front of him with mine.

"You'll also eat here?" He asks.

"Of course. I have to keep an eye on you, whether you like it or not." I reply.

He sighs, but doesn't protest. He didn't even ask me to take my hands off him when I was petting his head in the medical room. Has he started accepting me as his brother? Or he did it because he was thankful? I don't know... And I can't ask. So, I guess it's best if I just go with the flow.

"What happened? Why aren't you eating?" I ask when I see him struggling with the chopsticks.

"My hands and shoulders hurt, I can't make a grip." He replies.

"Umm... Well, I can feed you if you want."

He looks up at me with a raised eyebrow. "Why? Why would you do that for me? Why help me? Aren't you the one who keeps saying that you hate me?"

Well... That was before that night... "That's because I'm incharge when mom and dad aren't home. So if anything happens, I am the one who needs to take care of that. So, forgive me if it bothers you but I'm gonna do everything I can to make everything better."

Jungkook doesn't say anything. So I take it as a yes and start feeding him. He oblidges and eats like a good boy. It makes me smile.

After dinner, I clean up the dishes and before going to bed, I peek in Jungkook's bedroom to make a final check but he isn't in there. Then I go near the bathroom door and hear the sound of shower. He's taking a shower.

And now... I'm imagining him in the shower. Naked. With his toned abs and muscles on show and that... Not so big dick of his. Fuck, I'm getting hot.

Then I hear the the shower turning off. That's my cue to leave. But... I don't. I stay. I wait, sitting on his bed. Soon he exits the bathroom, in nothing but his boxers. His eyes falls on him and he gulps.

"Namjoon... What're you doing?"

"You remember I told you I have a punishment for you?"

"Y.. Yeah...? But... I'm going to bed now. We can talk about it later."

"Come here." I demand, patting the bed besides me. He quietly listens and sits. I look at his body. His bruises stands out on his beautiful face. I grab the medical box and start applying cream to his bruise near eye.

He hisses in pain and squeezes my shoulder. When I apply some more, he shut his eyes tightly. "Ah, Namjoon!"

"Hyung."

"Huh?" He opens his eyes to look at me.

"Hyung. That's your punishment. From now on, you'll call me hyung."

"What? What kind of a punishment is that?"

"One that I makes you disciplined. I'm your hyung so I should be called as one."

He doesn't say anything and just lets me apply the cream.

"Your shoulders still hurt?" I ask.

"A little."

I nod. "Alright. You can go to bed now." I tell him and take off my T-shirt.

"W.. Wait.. What're you...?"

"I'm sleeping here with you. In case you need something in the middle of the night. You're not fully treated yet so I have to take care of you... And your needs." I give an absurd reply but he doesn't say anything. He just sighs and gets inside the blanket. I smile and lie next to him after turning the lights off.

Jk pov-

I'm fully aware of his presence behind me. Even though I have my back faced at him, I can still feel the heat radiating. And the fact that I don't mind having him near me... Is disturbing enough. Didn't I hate him? Then why?

Maybe... Because he's been helping me? First he saved me from Jungwon, then from the coach, and since then, he's been taking care of me continuously. Feeding me, watching me, remembering the meds.

But... He also said he hated me.. Then why's he doing all this? I know this isn't just because he's incharge in our parent's absence. He... Has some ulterior motives? I don't know... But I'll figure out.

I turn around and look at him. The moonlight coming from the window is making his face shine. He's looking... Handsome. Then my eyes travel down his body. The blanket only cover his legs, the upper half is visible... And naked. I slowly touch his chest, making sure not to wake him up. Then run my hands down his chest. He has abs, but they aren't much toned like mine. His muscles are strong. Even stronger than the strongest man of school's football team, and thus, he never shows off.

My eyes and hands stop when I touch the blanket. That's it. That's the limit. I can't go any further. I.. Shouldn't go any further. So, I turn around again. And just as I do, Namjoon shifts closer and cuddles me from behind.

"Namjoon?" He doesn't reply. Is he asleep?

I try shifting but he doesn't let go of me. But due to my shifting against him, my butt get in contact with his crotch, which is hard now, and his penis is poking me. I bite my lower lip.

"N.. Namjoon... Get off me." I speak but he doesn't listen. So I grab his arm to shove it off but instead, he cuddles even tighter, making it impossible for me to ignore his erection anymore.

What the fuck is happening? The more I shift, the more his dick rubs on me. And before I know it, I have an erection myself. But I'm not gay... Then why am I getting aroused by a dick?

My breathing gets harder and just as I was about to put my hand in my boxer, Namjoon stop me, grabbing my wrist.

"Y.. You're awake?"

"I never slept."