Mr. Step-Brother || Yoonmin

Seventeen

Jimin's P.O.V

Chunso and I froze when we heard Yoongi's voice booming around the big bathroom, his voice was like lightning. it sends shivers down my face. For once, I'm seeing Yoongi as a beast and not as my step-brother.

His face was red from anger, mixed with confusion and... jealousy? He growled at us and Chunso and I try to fix ourselves before we face Yoongi again.

"What the fuck was that?" Yoongi asked me, glaring daggers at me.

Chunso tensed and I can tell he was scared of Yoongi. He probably thinks Yoongi's my boyfriend or something.

Chiyong said she's going to hook me up with a gay guy because I said that the thought of being with a gay doesn't make me feel awkward or flustered. In fact, it made me curious more. So it's Chunso who Chiyong was referring to a 'gay guy'.

Chunso and I met up at this club a few hours ago. We danced, drank some alcohol, and talked for a bit before we experimented. We made out. Nobody noticed us because they were busy grinding their bodies. Then our little make out was about to become more than just kisses, but all of a sudden, Yoongi.

"Chunso and I just... experienced things," I simply said, shrugging for an effect. Chunso blushed furiously and tried to hide his embarrassment by covering his face. I chuckled at him. Yoongi's face got redden even more.

"You're not even gay!" He said, gesturing at me, like 'look at yourself'. Chunso was staring at Yoongi like he's a piece of meat. I couldn't help but to feel jealous. Yoongi noticed Chunso's gaze and his eyes locked with mine. He noticed my reaction and I tried to mask my face away.

"I'm not," I assured him, tapping my foot. Chunso, still felt the tension, walked behind my back and put a hand on my back, running it up and down. Yoongi glared at him and his eyes screamed jealousy again. But then it faded away.

"Then what was that?" He demanded, snarling. "Obviously, a straight guy won't make out with a guy."

"Who says that I'm gay? Who says I'm even straight anymore?" I said nonchalantly. Yoongi's eyes were trained on me, studying me, searching for something. Chunso's gaze was on me, his mouth hanging open.

Chunso is very attractive. I just kind of realized that when we were kissing.

"I kind of realized that I'm bisexual. That, my statement, or I was just horny. But I'm pretty sure I'm bisexual. I've never been attracted to a guy. Only Chunso, I guess. He just screams... sexy." I continued. Chunso's face went pink again. Yoongi was angry again. As always. Deciding to tease Yoongi, I said, "Actually, you're looking good, Yoongi. But...you're not my type, I guess. Clearly, Chunso is prettier than you."

"What the fuck are you saying?" He said, walking towards me, pinning me on the wall. "This guy is prettier than me? Fucking not!" Chunso filched at that and hanged his head low. I pushed Yoongi off of me and walked towards Chunso, encircling an arm around his wrist. Yoongi gritted his teeth in annoyance. Chunso and I got out of the bathroom and I decided to bring him home.

I asked him where was his home and he gave me his address. I drove him there.

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Mom and Jongsoo were on a trip again. Jongsoo insisted on bringing mom with him, because he 'felt lonely'. Yoongi has been giving me cold shoulders and would mutter 'gay' when he walked by me. I would just roll my eyes at him and reply 'I'm bi, you bitch'.

The house was silent. The maids went already home, done working in the house. I had the house all by myself. Remembering Yoongi, I couldn't help but flash. The way I think about him is not normal.

When I saw him half-naked, only in his boxers and-- I shouldn't have pulled the tube ice prank. Damn Yoongi. To be honest, I'm still confused about my sexuality. I don't know if I'm gay, or bi, or just effing horny. I still don't know what I am.

Sighing, I went to the dining area and saw a coke on the table. I grabbed the coke and took off the cap and as I'm about to drink it, a voice stops me.

"You better not drink that because it's mine," Yoongi said through gritted teeth. I looked at him and rolled my eyes. I took a sip anyway. Yoongi's nostrils flare in anger and he tried to take the coke out of my hands but failed. "For fuck sake, Jimin, it's mine!"

"It doesn't have your name on it," I said nonchalantly as I took another sip at the coke. Again, he tried to get it but I put it behind my back.

He tried and tried to get the coke, but he always failed at his attempts. I was having fun at pissing him. He got the coke but I gripped it tightly. He took it forcefully and I nearly stumbled but I held it tight, then I grabbed it back. Then he grabbed it back. I won't lose this.

I took another sip and licked my lips, Yoongi's eyes flickered on it. Then his eyes locked with mine. He grabbed the coke and the cap takes off, splashing the coke all over at us. We both gasped as we continued to fight at the coke. Then he puts all of his will and grabs the coke, all of the content of the coke is now gone, splashed all over at us.

For a moment, we just stared at each other, his brown eyes boring into mine. Everything around me faded as we continued to gaze at each other. Our breathing became shallow. My eyes flicked to his lips. They seemed soft and warm.

Everything bursts inside my stomach. The blood rushes into my chest, filling it with an undeniable feeling as Yoongi presses his lips against mine. His lips, like I expected to be, are warm and soft. It made my heart beat faster.

I shut my eyes and he did the same. He put his arms on my waist and our lips moved in sync. I put my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss.

I've never felt this way before. Everything is new. Yoongi bit my lower lip and I let out a gasp, my lips parted as I do so. He grabbed the opportunity to slip his tongue inside my mouth and mine clashed against with his.

My back hit the table as Yoongi and I continued to kiss. I could feel my cheeks heating up. Why Yoongi, all of a sudden, without any permission of me, is making me feel this way? It all started about the tube ice prank. I shouldn't have pulled that. I let out a whimper when Yoongi bit my lower lip again.

We both pulled away, both panting and breathless. I opened my eyes to see Yoongi looking at me with his brown eyes, filled with too many emotions swimming in his orbs. We moved away from each other. My cheeks heated as Yoongi continued to gaze at me.

I blame the cola for this.

I curse you, Cola.