(Jungkook's POV)

     Beep! Beep! BEEP! BEEP!

     "Ugh!" I groaned rolling over to pick up my phone, turning off my alarm. I don't want to wake up today.

      Just 5 more minuets.

     What time is it?

     After a while more in bed, in and out of sleep I picked up my phone.

     "What?!" I'm already an hour late for school! Usually my mom comes in the morning after my alarm. Yes as this age I should be self reliant but that's not the point right now.

     I jumped out of bed, looking around, I face palmed. I'm forgot I'm here. I ran to the nearest door, sighing in relief when I saw it was a bathroom.

     I got ready in a matter of 15 minuets, shower included. I grabbed random clothes from my suitcase, grabbed my phone and ran downstairs. I dashed through the hallway, passing the living room-

     "Woah, someone running late?" His voice made me stop. This day just keeps getting worse! "Need a ride?"

     "No-" wait, my motorcycle isn't here, my mom drove me. I missed the bus, and school is at least 5 miles from here. I could practically feel the smirk on his stupid face as he realized the same thing I had.

     "Yes, I need a ride." My teeth gritted as I spoke, never turning to look at him.

     ***

     "Come straight home after school."

     I stared at the window, watching my blur of trees and building pass by.

      "Why?" My tone sounded bored, that's how I wanted it. I wouldn't even look at him, he made my heartbeat faster than it should.

     "I have to talk to you about something."

     I didn't reply to him. I'll make sure to come back as late as possible.

***

"Help me, it's like the walls are caving in!!" Namjoon yelled, the people all the way down the hall probably able to hear him.

This karaoke song was turning into a yelling match between Hoseok and Namjoon. I yawned leaning my head on Jin's shoulder.

"We're wayyyy better singers than them." Jin laughed, a smile on my face.

"I don't think they're even trying to be honest." I giggled as Hoseok and Namjoon continued to yell into the mics. I took my phone out of my pocket to look at the time.

1:02 am

Perfect, for some reason I really wanted to piss Taehyung off. But he's probably already forgot he even told me to come home early.

Eventually everyone got tired after an eventful night, we decided to head home, even though tomorrow (technically today) is Saturday.

Everyone took their own cars/Uber's home, while Hoseok drove me home. We talked about random stuff during the drive, until we got closer to Taehyung's house.

"Your step brother is loaded!" Hoseok whistled as we pulled into his neighborhood.

"Yep."

"You're staying with him for 2 months?"

"Yep."

"We're here."

"Yep." I moved to get out of the car when Hoseok's voice stopped me.

"Sleep well Kook." Hoseok said before yawning. I gave him a smile.

"You too Hobi." I got out of his car, rushing up to the big doors of Taehyung's house.

In that moment I was grateful that he had given me a key on the drive to school. I'd go in quietly, sneak upstairs, he'll never know I came home so late.

I heard Hoseok drive away as I opened the door slowly, closing it and locking it as silently as possible. I quickly scurried upstairs in the dark, heading for where I remembered my room to be. I opened the door and closed it in one quick move, leaning against it, taking a deep breath.

Success! Although I doubted the older was even awake still. It's like...2 am. Or maybe he was at work, at the strip club.

I fiddled in the dark, finally finding the light.

"Jungkook."

I screamed at the sudden voice, turning around only to fall over. My eyes landed on the guy sitting on my bed, his legs crossed and his palms pressed into the bed. Fuck.

"T-taeh-"

"Didn't I tell you to be home right after school?" He stood up, his whole demeanor different from his usual fluffy one. I stood up immediately, gulping.

Don't be scared. He's not scary, you're 17, he's not scary.

But he looks fucking scary right now. His eyes are dark, and his lips were set in a straight line. Had he just been waiting there?!

"Didn't I tell you that?" His voice was calm but I rather he yell, because this is more nerve racking. He came closer to me, and I took a step back, hitting the wall.

"Y-yes."

"So why weren't you here? Why didn't you answer my calls?" He came closer and closer till he was inches away.

"Y-you're not my mom, I d-don't have to answer to you!" I was trying to sound defiant but it came out more like a squeak.

Silence

Then he laughed

Not a small laugh, a big deep laugh...he's freaking laughing!

"W-what's so funn-"

"Don't speak." He was serious again, his hands landed on the wall on either side of me. "Just listen." Taehyung's voice sounded husky with sleep, yet very alert. I didn't know what to do so I just stood there.

     "I told you to do something, and you did the opposite. You could've fucking died for all I knew-"

     "Don't act like you actually give a shit about me." I cut him off, surprising the both of us. "Just because we're 'step brothers'" I held quotation marks up around step brothers. "Or because I spent a few nights at your club doesn't mean we mean anything to each other-"

      It was my turn to get cut off, but he didn't do it with words.

     His lips crashed onto mine, leaving me breathless. His lips were the same like last time, soft and warm and gentle. The same scent of strawberries and vanilla invading my nose. And suddenly I didn't want to 'avoid' him anymore or annoy him. I just wanted...him.

Not necessarily in a sexual way but I just want more of him. I found my hands moving on their own accord, wrapping around his neck and pulling him closer to me. His hands did the same to my waist. I feel like I'm in euphoria, just pure bliss and happiness in this moment.

And then he pulled away, and the trance was over.

"Jungkook..."

"I'm sorry for being late, it won't happen again." I said quickly, ducking away from him and rushing towards the bed.

"Jungkook-"

"I'm really tired Taehyung, maybe talk tomorrow?" I can't believe I just did that again! I was already turning away from him, expecting him to leave.

"No."

I looked up at him to see him staring back at me. He looked...hurt.

"What is it Jungkook? You always seem like you're enjoying everything, laughing with me, smiling. And when we kiss I feel like I'm in euphoria, and I know you feel it too. So why? Why do you keep pushing me away?" Taehyung looked at me, waiting for an answer.

"I...we've only known each other for about two weeks-"

"So get to know me, give me a chance." He sounded as desperate as I felt.

"A chance? We're step brothers now."

"You and I both know that doesn't change anything. And no offense but both are parents have been married at least 3 times, they'll probably divorce." His words made sense, but I shook my head.

"I'm not gay, and your a stripper, and it would be illegal because I'm a minor, and-" I rambled. Him being a stripper didn't matter to me, I'd be 18 in a few months. But I'm straight, right?

"Fine Jungkook. You obviously don't feel the same way I do. Every excuse to not give me a chance. I'll leave you alone." Taehyung's voice was barely audible, the expression on his face making my heart break.

He walked towards the door. I wanted to say 'wait' or 'no that's not true' or 'I do have feelings for you' but no words left my mouth.

His hand touched the door. No.

This is not some movie, am I going to just let him walk away and probably cry myself to sleep?

"How do I know if I'm gay?"