My Hyung, My Love. [Completed]

JK

The ride back was silent. Our manager didn't think too much of it as we had both just come from the hospital.

But my mind was just full of thoughts around our conversation earlier. I'm sure Namjoon hyung said, "My maknae." What did he mean by that?

The way he had said it, it had sounded territorial. And I will be honest, that territorial voice turned me on. I would want to be his. But in what way exactly? I know I wanted him. But how?

Just then, I felt hyung's hand over mine. I turned to look at him, he was just looking straight, but his hand gripped mine tightly. That shot a spike of adrenalin through me. I felt hot and bothered by the way he was holding onto my hand. He then caressed my hand, and I just gripped it back in response. I discreetly watched as his Adam's apple bobbed, and his lips quivered a bit.

I turned back to the window before my face gave me away. As we reached the apartment, hyung let go of my hand. We got out and went back home to 5 other boys who were so excited to see us and fell all over us. Jin dragged hyung off to go shower whilst he asked Suga to make sure I did it too. I just sank into the couch as Hobi and V went to make lunch for us whilst Jimin took our laundry. Suga sat next to me.

"You ok, Kookie?"

"Yes, hyung.

"You look exhausted. Didn't you sleep?"

"I did, hyung. I'm just.. It's something else."

"Talk to hyung?"

I shook my head, not feeling like talking to anyone about it.

"If it will help, you should talk to namjoon about it."

I sat up, looking at Suga hyung, shaking my head violently.

"I can't."

"Why?"

I kept stubbornly quiet and just looked at Suga. He just patted my head and said,

"You guys do have a life out of the band, too. The boys here don't care if you like each other. I told RM the same thing. Don't ruin your own happiness thinking about all the what ifs. He's just as confused as you are. But it doesn't mean he doesn't know what he wants. He knows. He just needs to come to terms with it. Do you know what you want?"

The answer was coming to me painfully. I didn't just want hyung as my hyung. I wanted him as mine. Mine.

Shit. I am so screwed.