Step-Brother [Namkook]

Chapter 2

Nj pov-

Mom and dad leaves in the evening. And that brat doesn't even come out to see them off. But honestly, I didn't expect anything from him. Mom gives me a hug goodbye and dad tells me to take care of Jungkook.

Like hell I would.

They leave after handing me some cash and I sigh. Now what?

I walk back inside, lock the doors and call a delivery. Pizza. Extra cheese. Two large. And coke.

I wait in the living room, a book in hand, when the prince graces me with his presence.

"Where's dinner?" He asks.

"I ordered pizza."

"And what about me?"

"Cook yourself. You're not a 6 year old. Or you can have the leftovers if you like."

"Fuck you!" He yells, takes dad's car keys and runs out of the house.

I smile, finally relaxing now that I'm all alone. But how could my luck be on my side. Somebody bangs on the door, disturbing me.

"Open the goddamned door, you fucker!" Jungkook shouts.

I frown and open the gate and there he is, standing with boxes and boxes of pizza with booze on top. He hurries past me and sets everything down on the coffee table.

"What the hell is this, Jungkook?"

He ignores me completely and dials his friend's number.

"Taehyungah! Party at my house. Bring Jimin with ya." He cuts the call and smirks at me.

"Oh, hell no! You're not having any party here. Not on my watch!" I was thinking of getting some peace and quiet here, but this rascal is planning party.

"Deal with it!" He picks up a can of beer and gulps it down in one go. "Now, that's how you deal with the depression your evil brother causes you!" He says and sits down on the couch.

Soon, my pizza arrives and I take it and head to my bedroom. It's alright, Namjoonah, it's alright. He isn't in the state to argue with, so just shut up and mind your own business. Deal with him tomorrow.

Jk pov-

The next few hours literally fly by. I don't realize when we get dead ass drunk and lie down on the floor and start spilling nonsense.

"I really have a huge crush on him, Jungkook, I want him. Bad." Speaks Taehyung, looking at the ceiling.

"I don't think that pretty boy is in your league, Tae." Jimin replies, stuffing pizza in his mouth.

"I'll have him. All for myself. You'll see." Tae says, slowly drifting off.

"He's so gay for him, man!" Jimin says, making himself comfortable on the love seat and then passing out a minute later.

"Guys? Guys, come on! It's not even midnight yet!" I sigh. They passed out. Oh these light weights. I stumble upon some cans but eventually make my stand up. I slowly, half consciously, make my way upstairs to my bedroom.

"Whoa whoa! The hell!?" Namjoon yells when I open my bedroom door. "Get out of my room!"

I rub my eyes a little. "This is my room.... What're you doing in my room...?" I mumble and lie down under the covers besides Namjoon.

"This is my bedroom, you drunkass!" He shouts again.

"Riiight... My bedroom..." I mumble under my breath. "It's okay... I can let you stay.. You're my brother after all..."

He rolls his eyes, sighs, and lies back down. I smile on the victory and close my eyes. But suddenly, feel cold. So, I move closer to Namjoon and cuddle him, resting my head on his shoulder, one leg on his thigh and an arm around his waist, only to realize that he's shirtless. But damn his muscles.

I feel him freezing under me and he whispers in a raspy voice, "J.. Jungkook... Jungkook, get up. Jungkook, for fuck's sake, please get up..."

My half conscious self finds that thick voice sexy and it turn me on, making me cuddle closer.

"J.. Jungkook..." I ignore. "Jungkooka..." I ignore again. "Kookie!" Oh fuck! That nickname sounds so good from his mouth. I unintentionally moan and feel myself getting harder. I press my hard-on, on the side of Namjoon's hips, making a moan come out of his mouth. "Fuck! Jungkook... Wh.. What're you doing?" The more he speaks, the more it turns me on.

I bite my lower lip and shift my leg a little, just to realize that I'm not the only one who's hard. So, I continue touching his erection, back and forth, with my leg. Namjoon slowly starts moaning and to my surprise, he suddenly take my hand shoves it inside his pjs. My hand comes in contact with his cock and I look at him wide eyes. He shrugs. "You did this to me. So now you'll deal with it."

He commands and I oblige. I take his huge cock in my hand and start rubbing, slower at first but taking speed with his moanings. It makes me hard too, so much that it starts hurting. So, I slide my other hand down in my pants and pleasure myself with Namjoon.

He cums first and I join right after. Just as we're done, we start panting. When was the last time I felt this good and excited? I don't remember.

"Jungkook, you should leave now... You're drunk." That's the last thing I hear from Namjoon before passing out in his warm arms.