"Hello?" Heeseung answered the telephone in the lounge which was ringing from past few minutes.

"Hello uncle, it's Hoseok here?" Hoseok said from the other end.

"Oh, Hoseok-sii! How are you?" Heeseung asked, joyfully.

"I'm fine. Uncle, I'm missing hyung a lot. Can you please call him. I want to talk to him today," Hoseok almost pleaded.

"Son, I'm feeling sorry to inform you but he's bathing right now."

"What is this uncle? Whenever I call him, he is bathing or he isn't at home. Why does he not talk to me?" Hoseok complained in frustration. "Please tell me when he is done. I will keep the call on hold."

"Don't worry, son! I will go tell him," Heeseung assured him.

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Taehyung was pacing back and forth in his cabin. He was really frustrated. He took the packet of cigarette out of the drawer, lightened it and putting it in his mouth. He felt satisfied as he felt the taste of cigarette in his mouth. He then dialed the telephone number of his house but found it engaged. He put the receiver back furiously.

"As expected, it's engaged!" he mumbled in annoyance and started to pace again. He thought that Jimin's was again talking to Jungkook. He grabbed the telephone's receiver and called his secretary.

"Lisa, come into my cabin now!" he said and put the receiver back even before hearing her voice. After few minutes, Choi Soobin, the manager came into the room after knocking.

"Yes sir?" Soobin asked politely as he stood in front of him.

"Are you Lisa?" Taehyung walked to him and asked furiously.

"N-No, sir. I'm Soobi−" Taehyung cut him off. "I know that but are you Lisa?"

"She's on leav−"

"I know that but did I ask you?" he asked, huffing in anger.

"N-No, si−"

"Get lost!" He spatted.

"O-Okay," frightened, Soobin obliged and walked out from there while having his head hung low. He thought its better to escape from here as soon as possible but as he reached to the door, Taehyung called him again.

"One minute. Come here. Come back!"

"Yes sir?" Soobin asked after coming near him.

"I-I want Jungkook's phone number..." He said while hesitating. He even hated to take the name of that bastard.

"Which Jungkook?" Soobin asked in confusion as to which Jungkook, Taehyung was referring since there could be many people of Jungkook's name in the country.

"The singer!" He clarified.

"Oh, the one who dances like Michael Jackson?" Soobin finally understood. "Sir, I want to meet him too. I am a big fan of hi−"

As soon as Soobin came to know that his boss was talking about The Jeon Jungkook, he jumped in happiness and pleaded his boss to let him meet him too but he wasn't aware that Taehyung wasn't asking for his number for a good intention.

"SHUT UP!" Taehyung growled. Soobin fanboying over Jungkook, pissed him more. He was annoyed that as to why everyone like Jungkook so much. "Get me his number! Right now!"

"Okay sir!" Soobin thought it's better to shut his loud mouth for now as he left the cabin.

"Dances like Michael Jackson? My foot!" Taehyung spatted after. He then went back to his table and stood there. After sometimes, Soobin came in again.

"Sir, Jungkook's number is 3619860!" he informed.

"Fine. You may leave now!"

As Taehyung said, Soobin left the cabin, leaving him alone. He dialed Jungkook's number but from the other telephone cause the first one was still on call with his house's landline. It was still going showing engage because Jimin was talking to Hoseok but Taehyung was doubting his husband so that's why, he was calling Jungkook to confirm that if they were really talking to each other or not.

Meanwhile:

"Jin, you know, Jimin liked the song but Taehyung liked it much more. He praised me so much..." Jungkook was talking to someone else while sitting on his couch.

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"Engaged! Jungkook engaged! Jimin engaged!" Taehyung mumbled.

He was misunderstanding that Jimin and Jungkook were talking with each other but the fact was that they were talking to someone else but at the same time so it made Taehyung to doubt at them. He sat on his seat. He was so pissed.

"You said that you call Jungkook once I leave for office. Call him then!" He mumbled sarcastically while looking at the telephone. Actually, it was Jimin's fault to making it sound like that. If someone else would be in Taehyung's place, they would also think the same.

"What are you talking about, by the way?" He asked to the telephone as he was talking to Jimin. If someone would have seen him at that time, they would probably think that he was a psychopath or something.

"~Hello kook! It's Jimin here,~" he said, mimicking Jimin's soft voice.

"~Hi Jimin-sii, how are you?~" He then said in Jungkook's voice, role-playing both of them. He leaned towards the other phone while talking. He started to form a conversation.

"I am fine! I made omelette today."

"Wow! Of what?"

"Egg omelette!"

"Idiot! Don't you know omelettes are made of eggs?" He growled to the telephone as if he was growling on Jungkook even though he himself said that. "Why do you even talk to other's husband?"

"And you..." he turned his face towards the other telephone as if he was addressing Jimin. "Aren't you ashamed of talking with other guys? But I know that you talk with him after I left for the office. Then talk! Continue talking! I'm sorry, I disturbed you guys. Go on!"

He sat back on his chair, folding his hands on his chest.

"DAMN IT!!"

He growled as he threw the telephones away from his table in anger. He stood up while rubbing his forehead in frustration. The employees, including Soobin, came rushing to his cabin by hearing the loud sound of yelling and falling something. They just stared at him, processing that what had happened to their boss today? Taehyung noticed the staff at the entrance of his cabin and he felt embarrassed.

"What's the matter? Haven't you seen me before?" He yelled at them to cover up. "What do you guys think? Am I Michael Jackson? Am I dancing here huh?... Please leave! Do your work! Go on please!"

"Let's go! He's in very bad mood today," all the employees left his cabin while mumbling with each other and closing the door after. Taehyung rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. He grabbed the telephones and put them on the table again. He lightened up another cigarette to calm himself. After few minutes, his phone rang. He picked it up and answered.

"Hello?"

"Hello, sir! Lisa here!" She said from the other end.

"Yes, Lisa?" he said in a bored tone.

"Sir, can you please come to my home right now?" She requested.

"Your home? But why should I? I am too busy. I can't come right now!" he said, annoyed.

"Sir, please! I have a serious problem," she pleaded, her voice cracking up a bit.

"Not only you, everyone have problems but they don't bother others. Please solve all your problems by yourself," he replied rudely.

"Si−" before Lisa could say something else, he hung up the phone.

"Does she have more problems than me? Stupid!"

He mumbled as he exhaled the smoke of his cigarette. Suddenly, he adjusted his clothes and hair, left the cabin. He approached his car and started the engine, driving towards a random mall. He decided to go to the bar to grab a drink to fresh his mind.

"Good evening, sir! What would you like to have?" The bartender asked him as he made himself comfortable on one of the stool.

"Beer!"

"Sure, sir!" The bartender served him his drink in no time.

"Every person admires what others have," As he gulped down his beer at the bar, he suddenly caught a snippet of conversation.

"What do you mean? Who are you referring to?" another voice chimed in as he blew out a puff of smoke from his cigarette.

"Everyone! People love to check out each other's houses, stuff, cars, and even their partners," he turned his head to see a man and a woman around his age chatting across from each other.

"What are you getting at? Are you talking about me?" the man teased, raising his eyebrows at the woman.

She laughed and replied, "No, it's not just you. It’s something everyone does."

"This is getting ridiculous! There's one more thing we all love to do... Let's head to the room, or we'll be late," she said in a whiny, flirtatious voice.

Taehyung's eyes went wide. He felt a mix of anger and sympathy for the woman's husband, who probably had no clue about what was happening behind his back.

"Why? Are you scared your husband might show up? Let him come! What's the big deal? He'll find out what you really want," the man said with a smirk.

"The problem only comes when we tell the truth. He'll only find out if I admit it, but I won't because no man can handle that kind of truth... You know what? I get money from my husband, but not love. I've only felt love when I'm with you," the woman said boldly, taking a sip of her vodka.

Taehyung's eyes widened in disbelief, feeling like they were about to pop out of his head. He couldn't take it anymore. He jumped up from his chair and stormed over, knocking the glass out of the woman's hand.

"ARE YOU SERIOUSLY NOT ASHAMED TO SAY THAT?" he shouted, his voice filled with fury.

"Who do you think you are?" the woman asked, clearly taken aback by his sudden outburst.

"Who am I? I'm a husband. A husband who works tirelessly to make his partner happy, only to find out that they’re cheating on him behind his back. Unlike him, who enjoys taking what isn’t his," he sneered, glaring at the man beside her.

"Why are you butting in? I’m not even with your partner," the man shot back, standing up angrily.

"HOW DARE YOU TALK ABOUT MY HUSBAND?" Taehyung yelled, grabbing the man's collar tightly. This commotion drew the attention of other patrons in the bar, and the staff rushed over to try to separate them.

"Hey, what's going on? What's your deal if someone is hanging out with another guy's wife?" the man laughed mockingly.

"DO YOU LIKE STEALING OTHER PEOPLE'S PARTNERS, HUH? DO YOU?" Taehyung shouted angrily, grabbing the man's collar tightly.

"Let him go−" the bartender finally stepped in, pulling Taehyung away. "It's fine, sir! Just leave it alone!"

"FINE? IS IT REALLY FINE? WOULD YOU BE OKAY WITH HIM BEING WITH YOUR GIRL?" Taehyung yelled, his hair all over the place and his clothes a mess, with his shirt barely tucked in. He looked completely unhinged.

"He is crazy!" the man insulted Taehyung making him offended more. He jumped on the said man furiously, grabbing his collar again. If people didn't have stop him, he could have murdered the man then and there.

"HOW DARE YOU CALL ME CRAZY? I'LL KILL YOU IF YOU SIT WITH SOMEONE ELSE'S PARTNER... LET GO OF MY HAND!" he growled to the people who was trying to hold him back. The other man had enough as he dragged the woman away with him to get rid of the unexpected situation.

"DON'T GO WITH HIM. YOU'RE DOING WRONG. HE DOESN'T LOVE YOU!!" he yelled behind the woman, trying to warn her but they just ignored him and left the bar.

"Sir, please calm do−"

"LEAVE ME, MAN! I'M A HUSBAND. I'm a..." He trailed off, finally realizing what he was doing.

He finally came to his senses. He was really mad about Jimin and Jungkook, but instead, he took it out on some random guy who didn’t deserve it. Feeling embarrassed, he glanced around and then fixed his suit and slicked back his hair to look decent. He quickly left the bar, overwhelmed by his embarrassment, but as luck would have it, he ran into Lisa right outside.

"Sir, you here? What a surprise!" She exclaimed joyfully, as if she got what she had wanted.

"Uhn... I was just going out. What brought you here?" he questioned her so that she won't inquire him. He was thankful that he recovered himself before exiting the bar.

"I had come to visit the parlor and I saw you as soon as I came out," she informed him while he just hummed and rubbed his forehead because of the headache he got in the morning.

"You seem to be worried," she pointed out.

"No, I'm not worried at all. I am just fine!"

"Then, let's go together!"

"T-To where?" He asked in confusion.

"Didn't I tell you that I have something serious to talk about?" she reminded him.

"Oh yeah, right... What is it?" he asked, trying his best to avoid from going to her home but she was a bigger stubborn than him.

"Sir, my house is near. Let's go there and discuss comfortably. Please, sir! Please!" she pleaded him while switching to a gloomy face.

"Okay, fine. Let's go!" at the end, he finally gave up and just decided to go with the flow.