Chapter 14

Jin woke up in Namjoon's arms, completely enveloped by him, facing his chest. Seeing Namjoon's quiet, calm sleeping face always brought him comfort. Despite Namjoon's size, he looked almost fragile when asleep, like a baby. Jin couldn't help but blame himself for the way Namjoon had become so obsessive and possessive of him-whether knowingly or not, Namjoon's attachment had only deepened.

Even though their relationship could sometimes feel suffocating, and Jin often felt conflicted and emotionally drained, a part of him cared deeply for Namjoon. He wanted to understand him, to ease his burdens.

As Jin tried to get up, Namjoon held him tighter, muttering drowsily, "Hyung... don't go. I didn't sleep well these past weeks on duty. I want to rest a little more. With you in my arms... I sleep better."

Jin felt a faint blush rising to his cheeks, though he quickly turned away, pretending not to notice. Namjoon pressed him closer, and though Jin wanted to move, he hesitated. Thinking about how hard Namjoon had been working lately, he finally closed his eyes again, letting himself drift back into sleep.

Even though Jin often felt weak in front of Namjoon, even though it hurt him in countless ways, a part of his heart wanted nothing but Namjoon's happiness. Jin had given Namjoon so much-comfort, care, guidance-and he couldn't bear to see him suffer. Wrapping his hands around Namjoon's arms, Jin rested, feeling the warmth and security Namjoon provided.

Later, after a refreshing shower, Jin cooked breakfast while Namjoon tidied up. They ate together, a quiet companionship settling over them. When Jin returned to his room to watch the news, Namjoon followed uninvited. In a blink, Namjoon had pulled Jin onto his lap, holding him securely.

"Hyung... don't try to move," Namjoon whispered softly. "The more you resist, the more I want to keep you close."

He pressed gentle kisses on Jin's cheeks, then tilted his chin slightly to look into his eyes. Jin shivered, caught between anxiety and the inexplicable comfort of Namjoon's closeness. Namjoon's gaze was soft but insistent, his care mingled with possessiveness. Jin closed his eyes, a few tears slipping down, and Namjoon gently licked them away.

After some time, Namjoon laid Jin down on the bed, careful yet commanding in his movements. He held him in place, his hands and legs keeping Jin close, whispering softly. "Hyung... I love you, and I want you. I've tried to control myself, but I can't anymore. I just want to be with you."

Namjoon smiled "hyung lets play little, I know you hate me but I love you hyung and I want you badly, yesterday when you were with her you don't how much it pained me to see you with others, my mind was screaming to devour you then and there but I controlled myself for you, so let me now" he said hungrily.

He kissed his face inch by inch not leaving any spot while Jin moved his head to resist those kisses. "Namjoon don't do this to me, please Namjoon dont- " Jin's words and cries were swallowed by Namjoon's kisses on his lips, sucking both his lips mercilessly, the kiss was rough and fast but it had warmth in it, he entered his tongue showing his dominance and with few small bites he was satisfied.

Jin tried to protest, but Namjoon's insistence and dominance made words fail him. He could only stay quiet, letting Namjoon's affection overwhelm him. Namjoon's gestures were intense yet careful, showing both his need and his restraint.

Namjoon grasped both of Jin's hands in one of his, while his other hand drew him closer and lifted Jin's shirt, letting his gaze linger on him. He pressed gentle kisses across Jin's skin, each one claiming a little more of him. He then gave a soft licks on his nipple and sucked them without any mercy and slowly took control over his body. Jin's body trembled, tears streaming down his face, yet no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull away-he was utterly powerless before Namjoon.

"Hyung, Im going to remove your pants off" he murmured softly as his hands moved on his way to work.

"Namjoon... you can't do this to me. I'm your brother-please, I'm begging you," Jin's voice trembled, desperation in every word.

Namjoon paused, his eyes softening for just a moment before his intensity returned. "Hyung... we're not even real brothers. We're just stepbrothers, and I never wanted us to be siblings. Do you think real brothers could do what I do to you? All I've ever wanted is for us to be together-forever. My obsession with you... it started six years ago, and it has been deepened day by day and right now, I can't hold it in any longer."

"Namjoon... please, don't..." Jin whispered, voice breaking.

Namjoon leaned closer, his tone firm. "Hyung, if you behave... I won't hurt you. You have your workshop tomorrow, right? If you lie down and let me be close, it'll be just like this. But if you resist... then tomorrow, you'll have to show up in workshop with marks all over your body. And when I say all over, I mean... everywhere."

Jin didn't respond. He felt completely overwhelmed, frozen by Namjoon's intensity, and all he could do was silently hope this moment would pass soon. Namjoon leaned closer again, pressing himself against Jin with quiet insistence, holding him in place, kissed him gently, then moved to his collarbones and sucked him softly and carefully making sure to not leave any hickeys.

He then worked his hands lower to remove his pants, then Jin stammered, voice breaking "Namjoon please you ca-"

"Hyung don't worry Im not going to fuck you, atleast not today, cause if I do, you will need a week to recover from me, because once I start I can't stop myself from you, that much addicting you are for me. So don't worry." Namjoon cut him off sharply, his eyes dark with insistence and possessiveness.

Namjoon stroked his cock as he eyed Jin. Jin was sobbing quietly as tears streamed down, trembling.

Namjoon's voice was low and insistent, almost a whisper against him. "Hyung... I'll make sure to give you all the pleasure. I won't let your tears go to waste," he murmured, holding him close.

He licked his cock feeling too hot. Namjoon licked his entire shaft and slowly swallowed him whole and started moving his head while using his tongue to work. Jin's cock was already rock hard against his own will and Namjoon could feel his mouth full as he moved continuously, feeling those veins on his cock, then he removed his cock from his mouth and said as he panted "hyung your cock is huge and it makes my mouth full" Namjoon spoke his gaze never leaving him.

He again took his cock into his mouth giving him a nice blowjob until he was statisfied. Jin moaned unwillingly, his body betraying him despite his every effort to resist.

When he felt he was close, he grabbed Namjoon's head to stop him and he whimpered, voice breaking "Namjoon move Im- " before he could finish he came all over Namjoon's mouth which Namjoon swallowed without any disgust, but Jin was trembling and was shocked but Namjoon smiled at him, casually wiped his mouth and kissed his forehead "hyung, since you obeyed I will stop it here, love you hyung" Namjoon spoke all smiling and he kissed his temple.

Jin felt weaker than ever around Namjoon, unable to resist the pull the other held over him, and he could only blame himself for it. He didn't leave his room all day, retreating into silence. Later, Namjoon appeared quietly, carrying a plate of dinner. He knew Jin would likely skip eating if left to his own devices.

Namjoon set the plate gently on the side table and sat down beside him. Jin, still absorbed in his phone, barely glanced at him.

"Hyung, eat this," Namjoon said softly.

Jin shot him a sharp glare. "I don't want it. Can you just leave me alone?"

Namjoon smirked, amused. "So, hyung wants me to feed him? That's easy enough."

Without arguing further, Jin picked up the plate and began eating, determined not to provoke him. Namjoon chuckled quietly, watching him. "See, hyung? You'd be starved without me. Only I can take care of you."

Jin said nothing, focusing on his food, finishing it in silence while Namjoon observed, a faint, satisfied smile playing on his lips.

After dinner, Jin felt drained-too tired in both body and mind to face Namjoon any longer. He buryed himself beneath the heavy layers of blankets as though they could shield him from everything he didn't want to confront.

Jin heard the faint rustle of the bedsheets beside him, and for a fleeting moment, he thought Namjoon was finally getting up to leave. His heart eased, expecting the space to fall silent and empty. But instead of footsteps, he felt the mattress dip again, the warmth shifting closer. Namjoon slipped under the blankets without hesitation, wrapping his arms around Jin from behind.

Jin stiffened instantly, resisting the pull, but Namjoon only drew him tighter, his breath brushing against Jin's neck as though he belonged there.

The quietness between them was heavy, broken only by Namjoon's soft whisper "Hyung... I'm sorry. I forced myself on you, and I know I hurt you." His grip trembled, the edge of desperation threading his words. "I swear, I never wanted to make you cry like that. But whenever I see you with someone else, it... it sets me on fire. I lose control, and all I can think about is keeping you to myself, making sure no one else has you. I can't stand the thought of anyone touching you. I just want you-only you. I'm sorry, hyung. Today you cried more because of me... and it tears me apart knowing I'm the reason."

Jin lay still, eyes shut tight, his chest rising and falling with quiet, uneven breaths. His body ached, and his heart felt bruised, but Namjoon's words burrowed into him, leaving behind a sharp, dangerous warmth. He should despise him. He should push him away. Yet, despite the pain, there was a flicker in his chest-a small, unsettling comfort in the way Namjoon clung to him, as though Jin was the only thing keeping him alive.

And that was what weakened him most of all.