MY STEPBROTHER CAN'T BE MY LOVER | KTH🔞

12| "XXX"-tacy

[ HANYI ]

→ YOONGI: I think we deserve a do-over :) Be my date to Joon's house party?

I bite my lip as I smile like an idiot, glad that our first date didn't become our last date. In no way was Yoongi the type to disappear, but I still held that fear. I turn off the tea I had boiling for Taehyung and text Yoongi a response that I'll gladly be there.

As I look over our conversation, I assure myself that this relationship is better for me. Whatever was happening with Taehyung needed to stop. I've been denying it's happening and brushing aside any questioning thoughts until now. I know that in the end Taehyung and I would not be together.

I take a deep breath and place the teacup on a plate, carefully heading up the stairs. When I enter the room, I find Taehyung all cuddled up underneath the blankets, already asleep. I was worried when he showed up at my door, his fever rising. I wanted to take him to the hospital, but he didn't seem to keen on the idea which was fine since not a lot of people enjoy going there. I'll just have to carefully monitor him and if it gets any worse, I could always call Krystal's brother who worked as a nurse.

I dim my lights before walking over to Taehyung's side of the bed, setting the tea down on the nightstand.

"Taehyung," I call for him softly, a gentle tap placed on his shoulder. I didn't want to wake him, but the tea would get cold and he probably wouldn't drink it then.

He slightly budges but remains asleep.

"I left you some tea, please drink it," I tell him, "I'll let you sleep. If you need me, I'll-"

Before I could finish my sentence, his arms wrap around me and pull me into the bed, Taehyung scooting back with squinted eyes, having woken up a little. I let out a tiny yelp, stumbling onto the bed and into him.

I bite my lip down as I rest my head onto the pillow, looking curiously at him. Taehyung looks back, squeezing me closer against his feverish body. I start to worry about his fever, us being together not going to help him at all. Before I can say anything, he nuzzles his face into my neck, making my cheeks glow red.

"Sleep with me, please. Mom always did when I was sick," Taehyung whispers against my neck. He abruptly turns away, bringing his fist to his mouth as he starts to cough.

I remember the tea at the nightstand and sit up, reaching for it and bringing it to him. He takes it into his hands and tilts it into his mouth.

"I'll stay by your side until your fever goes down," I reassure him, knowing how it feels to be alone.

Taehyung nods and call me crazy, but for a split second,

I could've sworn I saw Taehyung smile smugly before taking another sip of his tea.

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Throughout the night, I feel my body go through stages of not being warm enough to burning under the covers.