"Cuddle....Are you okay?"

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I'm mentally ill and it's too late to escape my problem.

"Ye...I'm fine..." I manage to talk with the fact that my brain left my body. I stroll to the living room and go to the front door where my shoes are.

The little boy came by my side to put his shoes on as well and after that, we walked out of the house to reach the streets.

I hold the little hand in mine and wander through the streets with him, going to the bakery where Jungkook usually buys the pastries just for me.

Speaking of which. He's calling me... I don't even want to talk to him after what he did to me.

"Hello the jerk," I initiate the chat nicely.

"Oh my goodness, you're in a great mood I see," he sarcastically responds with some chuckles leaving his mouth under his breath. "Don't ever dare to send me those kinds of pictures again or I block your number."

"Ah, you get to the point I was about to broach. I just had a little issue while thinking about you very deeply and maybe too much and I was so hot that I had to remove my blanket, I took a new photo, I hope you're going to like it baby."

"Shut your mouth and don't even think about sending it or I swear to god, you're going to be in my blacklist before being deleted," I utter angrily but still trying to keep my calm as much as I can to not seem to be a psycho in front of strangers.

"That's just nature...You affect my body the way I affect yours..." the smugness in his voice that almost bleed out my phone is impossible to not discern. "I'm going to affect your body but physically by using my fist in your face to hurt you."

"You already affect my body physically but please, my sweet baby, use your soft and wonderful hands for something else on me."

"You- ugh Jesus Christ..." I sigh sharply. My mind can't deal with this man anymore, it's dissolving in tears of exhaustion and shame. "I'm annoying you, hm? I like it," he scoffs, enjoying his bothering behavior. "What are you doing right now my love?"

"None of your business."

"I'm going to annoy you even more, don't test me."

"Don't!" I almost shout in the streets. Damn, that was louder than planned. "I'm just going to the bakery with Daehan to buy him donuts."

"Oh, can you come here?! Pretty please baby..." he begs me with an adorable tone just to act cute and get me by the feelings one more time. "Why would I? You haven't stopped teasing me wickedly."

"Oh come on...it's because I like making you blush and all..."

"I'll see, now I have to hang up."

I quickly end the call to not hear his cute voice begging me to go to his house, I won't be able to resist so I prefer not to make it hard for me.

"It was Jungkook?" my little brother raises his head up to look at me. "Yes..."

"Oh can we go see him?!" he jumps while walking and maintaining his cute grip on my hand. I can't believe him.

Yesterday he was telling that same person that he was not his friend and now he wants to see him? Did Jungkook told him something when I was away or...?

"Uhm...." I hesitate and try to avoid his question as much as possible but his adorable big puppy eyes, as hypnotizing as Jungkook's ones are totally not even thinkable to resist. "Please cuddle!"

"Okay..."

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I knock on the door while the insane boy who's my brother is running with his arms directed back and playing as if he was so a sort of plane or whatever this crazy brain is making him do.

The door in front of me gets opened. "Oh, baby!" the tall male figure throws my body against his shirtless one and wraps his arms around my waist to hug me tightly.

I'm dying, my face is pressed against his naked chest, he kissed my neck with his warm lips but I didn't appreciate the way he did that, I found it very teasing, way too much.

But why is he panting? Did he just run or...?

"Eh...are you okay...?" I ask him wondering about his breathing and way of acting. "Yeah, why..?"

"You're kind of panting and....-"

"Oh.....it's nothing," he presses his lips on mine and squeezes my body against his.

"JUNGOOK!" the pure soul screams and rush to the man to encircle his leg and hug it. "Uhm...is he okay?" he giggles at the sight of the surprising behavior that the kid has towards him. He removed one arm from my figure to take a peek of the small bean.

"Yeah..." I manage to give as I'm struggling to breathe at the tough touch of him against me with his skin. "He's like this since this morning..."

"Oh he likes me now?" he turns his head to me and grins broadly with his adorable crinkles visible in the corners of his eyes. "Maybe he dreamed of you in a good way..."

"No one can resist me," he declared without any shame before lifting the boy up. "I'm your friend?"

"Yes. Cuddle loves you so me too."

"Hmm, she loves me," he wanders his eyes on me to give me a dirty look but still a cute one that makes my heart pound. "I love you too."

Wait...did he said that to me or Daehan? Because he's staring at me now and not the little guy he's carrying. "Can we eat the donuts?"

Our eye contact ended at the sound of the hungry kid that interrupted our moment. "Oh, you're very hungry as well?" Jungkook smiled at the boy.

"Yes."

"It's annoying, right? I'm craving for something but your sister is bad and she doesn't want to give it to me..." the smile that was brightening up his features is slowly turning into a sly smirk to express how evil he is and what his thoughts are right now.

"What doesn't she give you?" the innocent boy asks to know, unaware of the real meaning behind those words. "Oh...my little Daehan...I'll tell you when you'll be older but let's say that she just refuses to play with me."

"Jungkook. Stop it!" I halt this man to not let him go further in his damn game that he's enjoying way too much. "Cuddle...why don't you play with him?"

Oh gosh, I can't believe it.

"Yes, that's true. Why aren't you playing with me, in my bedroom together, hm? We could have a lot of fun in my bed, to jump and all with joy," he stares at me with his proudness filling his body.

"Daehan," I avert the fixing gaze of the tease. "Come eat" I walk to the coffee table and sit down on the couch where the two other humans joined me.

My little brother took one of the donuts to savor it in front of the TV who's keeping him focused and quiet while the man by my side is not looking away from me and what my body gives as a view.

"You came because you wanted to see me eagerly, am I wrong?" he speaks in a lower voice for just me to hear it. "Yes, you're wrong. Daehan wanted to see you so I came."

"Stop lying, you're dressed cutely in that little denim skirt overall and your pretty blouse just like that because you like it? Don't fool me," he leans closer to me with one arm in my back whose hand is resting on the cushion but it's touching my curves. I'm sure it's wanted. "I dressed like that just for myself, not to please you or anything else. Meanwhile, you could put a t-shirt on."

"Did you blush hard when you saw the pic I sent you?" he moves his other hand to my thigh and skims my shapes very softly, so gently that my heart is racing as hell.

Now, I'm thinking about that damn photo.

"No," I lie but feel betrayed by my body who's slowly warming up just right in front of the man who's the cause of it. "Do you want to see the one I took after? You know, without the fabric."

"No thanks."

"Can I come to your house tonight? I'll tell Yoongi that I went to see a friend," he finally put an end to the subject that was making me go red on the face like an idiot. "I don't know, I have to go to bed earlier for tomorrow."

"Oh yeah, you go to the Lotte World in the end, since you couldn't last week?"

"Yes...I can't say no to him he's too happy about it...that would disappoint him as ever if I was saying that we can't go," I share with him a bit more seriously, I'm so much full of problems with money that I just want to hide and not make my little brother have to deal with it. "But...what about the money?"

"I'll try to find another little job..."

"Another one? But you barely have time, you're always taking care of him, you earn money from cleaning this house almost every day and you want to work more? It's too much Y/N..." he kindly cares about me, when all I have as a solution to resolve my problem is to work twenty-four hours a day.

"Yeah but I don't really have a choice you know...My parents left us without caring about anything else other than their freedom, Yoongi took care of us and now..I'm the one who has to do a part of the job..."

He sighs but in a sort of worry or concern as if he was touched by what I told him. I totally went too far into my personal life, I didn't even realize it, I don't want any pity and that's exactly what I shouldn't do.

He stands up from the sofa and walks away to go to his bedroom. I wonder what he's going to do, leaving me alone like this without saying anything but just giving a subtle caress in my back.

I lay my eyes on the small figure chewing on his chocolate donuts who's melting into his hands while he's dancing cutely at the rhythm of the music of his show. I can't hold back from smiling.

A door opening attracts me and I take a look at the male built coming back to me, thank god he put a shirt on but he has something in his hand.

He gets just right on the spot that he was a few seconds earlier.

He hands me what he's holding. "Here, that's for you and Daehan for tomorrow and some more to eat well till the end of this month."

I can't believe what he's doing.

"Jungkook...I can't accept it. Just forget what I said, I'm fine. Keep that money for yourself please," I push his hand away very nicely to refuse the help.

"Baby, take it. I can't stand the fact that you're struggling and having difficulties even after all the things you're doing not only for you but also your little brother. Take that money, I'm not kidding," he insists without wanting to give up. "I'm fine...don't worry..."

He understands that I won't take that money so he decides to stand up and get to my handbag. He puts the bills inside of it and comes back to me. "My money is yours."

"But I don't need compassion."

"That's not. I do that because I love you and care for you," he places his hand on my lower back and gets us more against each other.

My heart just tingled to hear those words pronounced just to tell me his real feelings or thoughts.

He presses his lips on my jawline. "I love you my little baby," he whispered into my ear. My smile appeared uncontrollably. I raised my head up to the right to lock our eyes. "I love you too," I press my lips on his, I can't hold back they're too tempting and he keeps on gazing at mine.

When I moved back, I noticed the curve of his lips up but he took a look on his right to maybe check on Daehan. I realized at this moment that I should have restrained my inner self and not do that in front of my little brother but lucky me, he's hypnotized by the television.

"Daehan," the man by my side ask for the kid's attention. He doesn't react.

Jungkook stands up and walks up to the small boy enjoying the show he's watching. He squats down and places his hands on his sides to slightly shake him up to get him out of his bubble.

"Do you want to go watch the television in your big brother's bedroom?" Jungkook smiled at him. Daehan nodded and followed the tall man who took his hand to go into the other room.

I kind of wonder why he doesn't let him be with us or...Or maybe...it's just to be alone together. I hope he's not planning to do anything because that will be no.

Well...unless something makes me change my mind...no. That won't.

The boy I was thinking about comes back after closing the door of the room in which he just put my little brother. His soft smile doesn't predict anything good.

He sits down by my side but instantly crashes his lips on mine to kiss me without even waiting a second. He places his hand on my thigh but slides it up very smoothly. My heart is not okay and I think I lost my brain at the touches that I wasn't even prepared to feel.

From 0 to 100 in just the blink of an eye.

The doorbell suddenly rings. Holy...my god....if it's Yoongi, I'm dead.

"Is it made on purpose for damn's sake?!" Jungkook gets worked up for no reasons. He jumps out of the couch and walks to the front door with furious steps tapping against the floor.

He doesn't even wait for me to maybe hide, he swings the door open.

"Hey Jungkookie baby~" a honeyed voice echoes through the space. I recognized it immediately, it's the flirt.

Park Jimin.