Graffiti painted walls..

That's what embraced you instead of your mother's warm hug, but you didn't show your disappointment. Instead you quickly took both your bag's in one and Jee's hand in your other hand before making your way out of the train station, taking in your first impression of what would be your new home - Seoul.

"It stinks."

Yeah, your little brother had a point but you just ruffled his dark hair and said: "That's what the mask is for, silly."

He shrugged, pulling a little bit on said mask, before going back to clasping his small hand around yours.

It's been quite a journey to Seoul; the train being delayed by an hour and having to take a detour due to works on the original route. Now you had to find your way to a place you haven't ever been to, without any money, in the pouring rain of South Korea's capital.

No, life wasn't on your side today.

You glanced down at the note with Haru's address, that your mom had left for you two and then lifted your head, searching for any street signs that indicated you where to go. Haru had told you that his house was near the station, so you supposed that you wouldn't have to search long.

A young woman in business attire came in your direction and you hesitantly waved at her, "Uhm... excuse me where-"

Rude

The woman walked past you, not even sparing you a glance and you bit your lip frustrated, ignoring the worried gaze of your little brother, who seemed to not fully comprehend his situation.

"Can I help you?"

You almost got a heart attack as a bulky looking man in his forties addressed you and you needed a moment to understand that he must've witnessed your pathetic attempt of getting the woman's attention.

"Actually, yes." You answered warily, "I'm searching for... this address."

You explained, pulling out the note. The man read it concentrated, before his face lightened.

"Jiog Alley? That's about twenty minutes away from here." He explained you the way detailedly and you felt more than glad that people like him still existed, otherwise you would be entirely lost.

"Thank you so much." You said bowing, making the man shake his head smiling, before you quickly turned the way he had explained, dragging your brother behind you.

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Clean white walls.

Haru's house seemed like a peaceful island in this city jungle and your heart calmed a bit at the sight of this almost boring looking, simple building.

Jee ran to the door excitedly, ringing the bell multiple times, before a laughing Haru opened the door, heaving the small boy up in the air, making Jee giggle happily.

Unlike you, Jee had only seen Haru once and you were happy that he seemed to like his soon-to-be step dad so much already.

"Did you have an exciting journey?" Haru asked, already knowing about the trouble with the train and you smiled slightly, "Well, it certainly wasn't boring."

"Ahh my babies are home!" Your mom rushed in, crushing you in a hug that made you almost lose your balance, "Careful mom. On of those babies wants to live."

She just sighed happily, taking your luggage out of your grasp and turning around to her fiancé, "Let's go in and introduce the children to Jungkook, shall we?"

Haru nodded. You smiled as you noticed how he rested his hand caring on your mother's back, while holding your brother with the other.

You hadn't really wasted much thought on your step brother. All you knew about him was that he was male and that his name was 'Jungkook'. You didn't even know wether he was older than you, or if you would get another lovable pest like Jee.

Haru placed Jee back on the floor as soon as you reached the embarrassingly neat living room.

"Jungkook! They are here!" Haru exclaimed and you heard quick footsteps rushing down stairs, before a boy entered the room.

oh fuck

"Hi, I'm Jungkook." He smiled.

oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck

This smile.

You had no clue of what was happening with you all of a sudden. Your cheeks reddened, your heart began to race like crazy, your palms began to sweat and your mind felt dizzy.

Nope.

He was definitely older than you. Like, by five years or so.

"I'm Jee!" Your savior of a half brother chirped enthusiastically.

Jungkook chuckled and kneeled down to Jee, "Hi, Jee how old are you?"

"I'm seven!" Jee shouted out, holding up six fingers.

Under other conditions would this sight alone have melted your heart.

But now the only thing you could notice was how tall Jungkook was, how his comparably long hair hid his eyes as he looked down to your brother or how caring his expression was as he talked with him.

"Oh, really? Then you're a big boy already."

Jee nodded all serious and then pointed at the guy towering over him, "And you? How old are you?"

Jungkook smiled and ruffled the small boy's hair before getting up again, "I'm twenty."

oh

almost five years then

Then the moment you'd been scared of since you had laid eyes on him happened and Jungkook's gaze met yours, "And you are?"

"Y-Y/N." You felt your cheeks heating up and wanted to do nothing but to slap yourself across the face. What the hell was happening to you?

Jungkook misunderstood your blushing and grinned, "No need to be shy Y/N, we'll be living together by now."

oh great

"Y-Yes." You managed to stutter out, not believing the thoughts that came up in your mind as he said this.

"Jungkook." Your mom saved you, "Be so nice and bring up their bags into their room, okay?"

Addressed man nodded and quickly threw both your bags over his shoulder as if they were made of air.

You stared at him as he left the room, feeling at a loss of words.

You had never considered yourself the superficial type. If you ever had have a crush on someone it mostly was due to their personality.

But Jungkook? You didn't know anything about him.

Besides the fact that he looked as if he could run three miles without getting tired, that his jawline looked as if you could cut yourself on it, that his lips looked so incredibly soft and kissable or that his big doey eyes radiated such warmth and care.

And that he was twenty of course. What meant that he was totally and completely illegal for you by four damn years.

And that he was your step brother. What meant that it was so very fucked up of you to feel like you did.

Oh you were screwed.

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I was so happy reading your positive feedback on the first part

Also, that's what Jk look like in this fic:

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