Chapter 1
~Jungkook POV~
It was Friday night and he was at friend Hoseok’s house party. He sat back on the couch watching the people drink and dance together. He held a red solo cup of beer in his hand and looked down to it, then took a big drink. He was not much of a drinker but he did so every now and then. Most of his friends were already drunk. He watched Jimin grinding in the living room ‘dance floor’ grind on some random drunk girl. The music was loud and he glanced over to the DJ booth to see his friend Yoongi talking to the DJ. In the corner of the room stood Taehyung with his girlfriend, making out. Hoseok was dancing alone as three girls giggled and watched him.
Some random girl sat down next him and smiled flirtily. He rolled his eyes. He
“Hi!” She said half shouting over the music and smiling at him.
“Hi.” He said looking bored and staring ahead purposely avoiding her. She didn’t take the hint and scooted closer to him.
“I’m Sam.” She held out her hand to greet him.
“Cool.” He said and still looked around the room. Where had his noona disappeared to?
“Wanna go somewhere more private so we can talk?” She had asked him.
“Nope.” He replied coldly towards her and got up from the couch leave the girl sitting there with her mouth hanging open.
He had only come to the party because his noona had came. She was his step sister but same thing. It was untelling what some of these guys here would try to do to her. He was not about to let her come alone. He was 5 years younger than her but he had always tried to protect her. There had been a few hopeful boyfriends through out the years and he had kicked each of their asses making them swear not to tell her and to stay away from her. He had know at 15 years old, and she was 20, that he was in love with her. They were only siblings by marriage but had grown up together. He has kept as many boys away from her as he could. There had been a few that he had been unable to steer away and each one of them had broken her heart.
He walked around the house looking for her. He passed his friend Jin playing beer pong with a group of guys as another group of girls watched on and cheered. He shook his head and walked through to kitched to get to the back patio. There were people hanging out by the inground pool. Some making out, some dancing and some just standing around talking. A few had even jumped in the pool. He looked to the right and found noona ... sitting next to his friend Namjoon. Both had taken off their shoes and were hanging their feet in the water. They were sitting really close and Namjoon had his hand on her thigh. He could see noona blushing and he started to get angry. He walked up to them.
Namjoon removed his hand from her and greeted him as he approached. “Hey man. What’s up?”
“Noona. Let’s go. I’m bored.” He said annoyedly to her, ignoring Namjoon.
“What? Why? He haven’t been here long...” She said looking at him confused.
“Yea so? It’s boring. Just a bunch of people here trying to get laid.” He said and looked directly at Namjoon.
“Are you ok little bro?” She said starting to look worried.
He hated her calling him her little brother like this, especially in front of someone who had just had his hands on her.
“Let’s just leave. Now.” He said as his anger started to seep into his voice.
She began collecting her shoes and stood up as Namjoon did too.
“I’ll see you tomorrow yea?” Namjoon said to her smiling.
She nodded and smiled back leaning up to kiss his cheek “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“C’mon little bro. Let’s walk home.” She said carrying her shoes.
They both walked around the house rather than having to go through the crowded house party. He walked a bit ahead of her, still angry he had seen Namjoon put his hand on her thigh.
“Why are you walking so fast? What is wrong with you tonight?” Y/N said.
“Nothing. Why would anything be wrong noona?” He said his anger still seeping into his voice.
“Because you are obviously pissed at me. What did I do?” She said running trying to catch up with him.
“Nothing noona. You didn’t do anything wrong.” He hated having to be this way to her. He was trying to hide how he felt. He didn’t want to lose her and was terrified of telling her how he actually felt. He didn’t know how to hide it besides treating her a little coldly and keeping a distance between them.
She was now running to keep up with his long strides. She stepped on something sharp and felt a pain shoot through her foot.
“Ow! Ow!” She said and started to hop.
Jungkook turned around, worried what happened to her. He could clearly see her foot starting to bleed.
“Why didn’t you wear your shoes pabo?” He said and scooped her up into his arms to carry her the rest of the way home.
He walked in the front door of their home that they lived alone at. He quickly took her to the bathroom and sat her on the sink counter top. He started to examine her foot and then grabbed the first aid kit. He was rinsing it off in hydrogen peroxide and started to wipe it off when he looked into her face. She had tears in her eyes. He put a band aid on her and brushed the hair out of her face. Placing his thumbs under each eye he wiped away her tears.
“Did I hurt you?” He said looking up into her eyes.
She shook her head and looked away from him. He cupped her face and brought her attention back to him. He stared into her eyes again and then his eyes traveled to her lips. Maybe the little bit of alchohol he had drank made him braver than normal, but he was feeling the urge tonight really strong. They were parted and she was now staring back at him. He knew he shouldn’t... it wasn’t right. He couldn’t stop himself. He leaned in, still cupping her face, and placed a light, soft kiss on her lips. Her eyes went wide. She kissed him back. Then immdediately she jumped off the counter top and ran to her room.
He stood there stunned for a moment. She had kissed him back. He smiled to himself and went to his own room and flopped down on the bed. He hated how she looked at him just as her kid brother. He wanted to show her how much of a man he actually was.
His lips still tingled where they had touched hers. He was getting hard at the thought of doing it or anything else to her again. He got undressed as he usually slept naked and crawled into his bed. He gripped his length and began stroking. He needed this release. She drove him mad. He had few girlfriends and each had resembled her in some way. He wanted and needed her so badly. He wanted to show her how a was a real man, not a kid anymore and how a man should love and treat a woman.
