"Where do you think Yoongi-hyung took Jiminie-hyung?" Jungkook asked after a full ten minutes of them just standing there in the airport.

"Nobody knows," Jihyun answered with a shrug.

Jin crossed his arms and huffed. "He better not do anything to my little Jiminie."

Namjoon laughed at this. "No chance, Jin. Yoongi would surely do something to Jimin."

He received a glare and a kick in the shin.

"I'm just glad that my Taetae won't go back to planking again," Jungkook announced, hugging Taehyung tightly from the back and kissing him on the cheek.

Taehyung flashed his box smile. "My OTP is sailing people! It's sailing over the large waves woohoo woohoo," he sang while shaking his booty, detaching himself from Jungkook and dancing even more.

Jihyun decided to join him as he sang his own version. "It's sailing against large icebergs oh yeah oh yeah. They're gonna have three yoonmin babies and I would babysit them oh yeah oh yeah."

The two continued doing that, attracting many weirded stares from people around. Jungkook was laughing and clapping his hands in the tune of their very creative song, ever the supportive boyfriend he was. Jin was just, well, torn between laughing or being embarrassed.

Just as Jihyun was singing something about Yoongi and Jimin exchanging spits in very detailed words, Namjoon finally had enough.

"I swear this is getting weirder by the second and you two need to stop now," he said while not-so-roughly-but-almost-there dragging Jihyun and Taehyung out the airport. A smiling Jungkook and sighing Jin followed.

Without any more out of this world singing from the two, the group finally left the airport and went to Namjoon's house.

---•---| Y<3J |---•---

"Hey," Namjoon awkwardly greeted as he entered the kitchen where Jin was preparing food for them.

Jin turned, flashing a smile when he saw Namjoon. It was very beautiful that the younger couldn't help but smile back.

"How are the kids?" Jin asked, referring to Jungkook, Jihyun and Taehyung who were in the living room and playing video games as they waited for Jin to finish cooking.

Damn. It sounded so domesticated. He felt his heart go hoola hooping.

Why can't you just be mine?

"Oh, uh, they're fine. Playing like some uncultured worms as always."

Jin laughed, the sound very pleasant to Namjoon's ears as always.

So pleasant.

Because really, Jin's laugh was so one of a kind. It's so unique that the moment you hear it, you'll rethink all your life choices. In a good way, though.

Because everything about Jin was good. No, not good, but beautiful. Wonderful. Fucking perfect.

Suddenly, as he was staring at the back of Jin's hair, a thought struck unto him.

Namjoon didn't know how, but maybe it was because of the sudden happy atmosphere brought about by what happened in the airport, maybe it was Jin's smile, maybe it was his laugh, maybe it was just because looking at Jimin and Yoongi finally getting together was making him think of things, or maybe it was just because he was so fucking tired of everything now.

He was going to do this.

Better now than never.

"Umm, Jin?"

"Hmm?"

With a poor heart beating so fast it almost hurt, the boy slowly walked towards the older, stopping when he was finally beside him. He carefully leaned on the counter and cleared his throat.

Jin only glanced at him for a second.

"I was just thinking..."

Jin did not even look at him, but just kept on stirring the mushroom soup he was making. "Of what?"

Of you.

"Of...things. You know, umm, don't you think that Yoongi and Jimin look so nice together?"

Jin spared him another glance, this time with a confused look. "Well, yes they are. Sometimes I feel like I want to push Yoongi inside a restroom cubicle and threat him endlessly if ever he hurt my Jiminie, but other than that, yes, they're cute as heck. Why are you asking?"

"Because uh... You know, aren't you envious or something? Like...like you want something the same."

I'm gonna do this. I'm gonna freakin do this.

"Not really. I'm just happy with how things are," Jin said, smiling as he stared at the pot.

Namjoon swallowed.

I change my mind.

"Oh, uh, hahahah. T-that's nice. Good."

Probably noticing the odd tone hidden in Namjoon's voice, Jin turned to Namjoon with confused eyes. "Why are you asking these weird questions?"

"I just... It's nothing. Anyway, how's your mushroom soup? Is it already cooked," Namjoon tried to change the topic.

But Jin being Jin, was totally having none of it.

"It's going fine. You though, seem to be not fine at all. What's with you?" Jin the mother-hen asked with narrowed eyes, daring Namjoon to lie.

"Really, it's nothing..."

Jin's eyes was now narrowed even more, tilting his head in wonder. The older boy brought up the ladle he was holding and pointed it at Namjoon's face. "Tell me again that it's nothing and I'm gonna cut your balls off and put it in my mushroom soup."

That definitely scared Namjoon.

"It's just... Umm..."

Jin raised one threatening eyebrow.

Namjoon glanced at the knife near Jin.

"I..."

"You?"

"I like you."

There it was. Namjoon finally said it. Finally. Whew.

Jim rolled his eyes. "Everybody likes me. Come on, what is it that you really want to say?"

Of fucking course. Jin just had to misinterpret. Again.

"N-no, not that kind of like. I mean, I- I really like you. As in like you."

This time, Jin laughed. Laughed. "You make it sound like the word 'like' has many meaning."

And he just had to miss the damn point. Again.

Namjoon was about to go insane.

"Damn it, Jin! Like as in I think you're so fucking beautiful and I want you to be my boyfriend and bring you to dates and eat a breakfast in bed that you made and wake up beside you and run my hand through your hair and kiss your lips anytime I want," the younger boy said in a rush, panting when he finally finished speaking. 

Wait, was it too much?

Jin's eyes widened and he dropped the ladle he was holding.

Shit, it was too much.

"S-sorry..."

"HOW DARE YOU REQUEST A BREAKFAST IN BED?!" Jin suddenly shouted, catching Namjoon off guard. "IN NO WAY AM I MARRYING A MIN YOONGI CLONE! YOU'RE GONNA EAT ON THE FUCKING TABLE IN OUR DINING ROOM, NOT ON THE DAMN BED." And in a calmer tone added, "But you can have the breakfast in bed during special occasions like birthdays and annivs. Other than that, you'll have to drag your ass to the dining area."

Despite his high IQ, Namjoon's mind was still slow in soaking everything to his mind.

"M-marry..?" was all he had managed to utter. The word kind of stuck and he did not know what to do with it.

Jin's eyebrows furrowed. "You just proposed to me, didn't you?"

"Uh, proposed...?"

"So it was not a proposal then?" Jin said in a dejected tone, a frown forming in his face. This finally woke Namjoon from his surprised state.

"U-umm, if you want it to be a proposal then sure! Heck, whatever you want is fine."

"So it really was not a proposal?" Jin asked again, crossing his arms.

"Umm, I just confessed to you?"

"So not a proposal then?"

Namjoon cleared his throat. "Don't you think we should be boyfriends first? Well, if you agree to be my boyfriend then you'll get your proposal in no time."

"So definitely not a proposal, then. I feel scammed," Jin said as he scowled. Namjoon, of course, panicked.

"B-but we can be boyfriends first, right? I- I mean-"

The older boy sighed as he looked stirred his mushroom soup again. "It's alright..."

"So uh, we're...you know, boyfriends now?"

Jin nodded.

"For real?"

Jin nodded again, walked forward to Namjoon and kissed him on the lips lightly. "Yes, Mr. CEO. Took you long enough."

And with that, Jin turned off the stove and left the kitchen. Namjoon remained standing there, eyes wide and disbelieving.

He's so dumbfounded that it failed to register in his mind that Kim Seokjin actually kissed him. On the lips.

---•---| Y<3J |---•---

"Can you hear anything?!" Jungkook whispered.

"No! Wait, can you move a bit? I can't see anything, only your head. When did you get taller?!" Taehyung responded.

"I was already taller. And yeah, here..." Jungkook shifted a bit to the right. "Can you see now?"

"All I can see is the back of Namjoon-hyung's head!" Taehyung whispered harshly.

Jungkook chuckled softly, taking into mind that he should not be heard. "That's all I can see too. It's not like we can fully peek. They'll see us if we do."

The older sighed, but still copied Jungkook's position and pressed one ear to the wooden wall. Their faces were facing each other as they struggled to hear something.

"Can you hear anything?" Taehyung asked.

Jungkook nodded as he narrowed his eyes. "Jin-hyung is saying something about being happy with how things are."

Taehyung nodded, then continued to make an effort to hear more. He was concentrating on Jin threatening Namjoon to cut his balls when Jungkook suddenly poked his nose.

"What was that for?" he asked the younger.

Jungkook smiled cheekily. "You're cute. Can I kiss you?"

"Not now. We need to successfully eavesdrop and gather evidences that Namjoon and Jin are really married! We'll make out later in the bathroom of Jiminie."

Jungkook's eyebrows furrowed. "Why in the bathroom of Jimin-hyung?"

Taehyung did his box smile again that never failed to make Jungkook's heart do a flip. "It's more exciting when it's in the bathroom of somebody else's room."

"But I really want to kiss you now..." Jungkook complained, making sure that his voice was not loud.

Taehyung sighed. "Kookie, we ca-"

But the older was not able to finish his sentence anymore because his hormonal boyfriend just grabbed him from the waist and planted their lips together. Taehyung protested a bit, but still ended up moaning so loud when Jungkook managed to push his tongue between his lips and ravaged every corner.

All thoughts of Namjoon and Jin gone from his mind, Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck and pulled their bodies closer, tilting his head a little to give his boyfriend better access.

They stayed like that, barely breathing. The two had been kissing almost every minute and in every place—as long as Taehyung didn't have work to do and Jungkook was not busy in school—that they had been immune to lack of air. Their poor lungs were forced to get used to it, as the two preferred to be more biased towards their raging hormones then to their circulatory system.

It was a sad tale for their lungs.

Jungkook was now sliding his hands lower when they heard Jin scream.

"IN NO WAY AM I MARRYING A MIN YOONGI CLONE! YOU'RE GONNA EAT ON THE FUCKING TABLE IN OUR DINING ROOM, NOT ON THE DAMN BED."

Their hazy minds snapped up and they broke away from the kiss. Taehyung's eyes went as large as plates. "Did I hear the word 'marrying'?"

Jungkook nodded. "I think so."

"So they really are married?" Taehyung asked, face slowly splitting into a wide smile.

"You really are right, Tae."

"I know I know. I'm such a genius! We need evidence. Aish, where's Jinhyunie? He was supposed to bring a polaroid camera here."

Jungkook sniggered. "Maybe he couldn't find any. This is not his house after all."

Taehyung pouted, and no seconds later, Jungkook was pulling him again. "Kookie..." Taehyung weakly complained as the younger's lips hovered over his.

And of course, they still ended up making out anyway.

They were so into each other's spits that they did not notice when Jihyun arrived, looking all haggard while holding up a polaroid. The boy just sighed in defeat and went to the living room to have selfies.

Taehyung and Jungkook were still so into each other's spits that again, they failed to notice when Jin went out of the kitchen. The two kissing boys were oblivious to the disgusted scowl on Jin's face when he saw them publicly kissing in the hallway outside the kitchen.

---•---| Y<3J |---•---

Hoseok took a deep breath as he brought up his hand and knocked.

After bringing Yoongi to the airport, he quickly went here out of impulse. Somehow, seeing Yoongi go after Jimin made him realize things. It made him realize that maybe it's time to right his wrong, that maybe it's time to stop running away from it.

That maybe...it's time to run after her.

Something he had not done.

Something that he should've done.

His biggest mistake.

The door opened and revealed Sehee who had her lips pursed. She crossed her arms as she looked at Hoseok.

"Is annoying me have become your favorite past time, huh Hoseok?"

Hoseok clenched a fist. It used to be a sweet 'Hobi', not a spat out 'Hoseok'.

"I want to talk to you."

Sehee snorted. "If this is about Yoongi and Jimin, you can now stop wasting your time because I already told my dad that I'm not going through with the marriage. Yoongi is such a pain in the ass. And he's not my type, anyway."

After saying this, Sehee attempted to close the door, ending the conversation, but Hoseok was fast enough to stop the door from closing.

"I'm not here to talk about them. I'm here to talk about us."

He looked straight at Sehee's eyes and she stared back. Hoseok was not leaving. He let Sehee go before, he's not repeating the same fucked up mistake.

"I don't think there's a need to-"

"Can you at least let me in?" Hoseok asked, and those words just weighted so much more than it meant to.

Looking away from Hoseok's intense gaze, Sehee opened the door wider. The boy did not waste any more time and entered. An awkward silence swallowed the both of them.

"Make it fast," Sehee said curtly.

Hoseok tried to flash a small smile. "Wouldn't you offer me coffee or tea?"

Sehee scowled at him before walking towards the kitchen. She did not need to ask what Hoseok wanted, she already knew how he preferred his coffee.

Despite not being invited to sit, Hoseok still sat on the couch, looking around as he did so. The house looked posh and modern, with a lot of touches of yellow. Well, of course there would be many yellow shades. It was Sehee's favorite color after all.

He found himself smiling.

He was still smiling when Sehee returned and placed two cups on the coffee table.

"Thank you," he softly uttered.

"What do you want? Make it fast, I still have important things to do," was Sehee's terse reply.

There was silence as Hoseok contemplated on what he should say. He had just impulsively decided to go here, he realized. He had no plan or anything at all. He was even bringing the company car, for dear's sake.

He ended up saying the first thing that came to his mind.

"I'm sorry."

Sehee stilled, body straightening as she stared at her own cup.

"You're wasting my time just for this?" Sehee scoffed after a few beats.

"Sehee, I'm serious here. I-... Look, I know that I've been fucking stupid and I'm paying for it now. I'm a fool, I'm dumb, I'm the worst. Anything Sehee, call me anything. But I regretted it. So much. I hated myself for being so stupid, for not fighting for you, for us."

Hoseok paused, looking through Sehee's dead expression and trying to see the hidden emotion behind her eyes.

"I'm...really sorry. Please believe me. If only I could turn back time, I freakin would, Sehee. I still...love you."

There, Hoseok finally said it, the words that he had been dying to say all these years. He had never thought that he would get the chance to say it. He had never thought that Sehee would come back.

"I still love you, Sehee. Your answer is all I'm waiti-"

"This is just a waste of time. You can leave now," Sehee cut in, still looking away. Hoseok would've been fooled except for the fact that her voice cracked up a bit.

Hoseok struggled to keep his hands to himself. He so badly wanted to reach out to this girl that had once been his. "Sehee, I... I'm not gonna do the same mistake again. You know that. When you left, I realized what a piece of shit I had been. I did not want to be my parents' puppet anymore, not caring if they would disown me. I did not went through the marriage. I mean, you probably know that, right? I would be wearing a wedding ring now if I did, hahaha," Hoseok said, trying to laugh. He must be crazy now because his eyes was threatening to release tears yet he was laughing from his own sick joke.

He swallowed hard before speaking again. "I wanted to go after you, but it was already too late. I already caused you pain. Did you know that I'm working at your favorite flower shop?" Tears were starting to fall from his eyes now, but he couldn't stop it. "I'm also a waiter in your favorite restaurant. I'm even a salesman in Caritas Gold, your favorite boutique. Heck, I begged Namjoon to let me have the stamper position because I knew that the section for the stampers is just beside your cousin's office in the company. I was...hoping that maybe you'd come back. And if you will, I'll be able to see you again even though you'll avoid me like the plague, because I'm pretty sure you'll go straight to all your favorite places. I was waiting...hoping that the person who'll enter through those glass doors of the restaurant was you. It was a stupid idea, I know. I sound so desperate but that's all I can do. And yet, even though how hard I waited, I still wasn't able to see you. You slipped away, as always. I...was really surprised when you said that you're already here for five months."

He swallowed again as he waited for Sehee's response, but she did not reply at all. Instead, a single tear fell from her eyes.

Hoseok clenched his fists, knowing that he was the one who caused that tear.

"I hate you..." Sehee muttered in a whispered tone. "I really hate you, Jung Hoseok. I was trying so hard to move on. Damn it, I did everything! I came back thinking that I'm already strong enough, but...but you were just everywhere..." And the single tear was followed by another, then more, "Do you have any idea what I felt when I saw you in the flower shop, smiling at the flowers you're watering? I only went to get a pot of fucking sunflower, did you really have to be there as well?! I... You were just everywhere. All I could do every time was turn away and run, run as if I'm scared. I've been running the whole time and until now I'm still running. Hoseok, why can't you just...just leave me alone... All I wanted was to forget every single memory of your stupid smile yet it kept on haunting me. I hate you... I really really do..."

And Hoseok was brought back to that day, that day when he had last seen Sehee cry. This was so familiar that if Hoseok would close his eyes, it would feel like the same thing.

The same mistake all over again.

"We need to stop this," Hoseok forced the words out. He did not want this. He hated doing this.

But he had no choice.

"What do you mean?" Sehee asked, his warm eyes staring at him with confusion. Hoseok felt his heart break into pieces.

"You know what I mean, Sehee. Dad... He finally had enough. He said that if I won't agree to marrying Shinye, he would disown me."

Tears slowly fell from Sehee's eyes as she started to realize what was happening. Hoseok was crying as well. It's all he could do.

He was a coward.

"So...you're breaking up with me?" she asked, her voice cracking.

"I'm really sorry, Sehee... I can't do anything. I-... You know that I'm the only son and they won't take no for an answer. I don't want to do this, believe me..."

"But Hobi, I thought you said you'd find a way. Hobi...we can't just let it end this way, right?"

Hoseok closed his eyes as he felt more of his tears flow out from his eyes. He didn't want it to end. Never. But he knew that even if he tried, his parents would still find a way to end everything.

Hoseok wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead. "I wish this was not the case. I wish things could've been different." Kissing her again, he untangled his arms. "I love you, Sehee. Please don't forget that."

And Hoseok turned away, his legs shaking as he walked further.

Away from his only love.

Away from his dream.

Sehee had left for UK after that, living in his aunt's place in London. Hoseok couldn't do anything anymore. And even though he had later realized what a big mistake he had done, Sehee was already long gone.

But that was years ago, and Hoseok learned to stand for himself. His dad had long disowned him after that big fight they had, and he had not regretted it even once.

He only regretted one thing.

And it's time to correct that.

He gathered Sehee into his arms and kissed her forehead, his hands going to her cheeks to wipe away those tears. Time hardened both their hearts. It made Hoseok stronger, but it just made Sehee numb.

Hoseok knew that beneath this mask, beneath all this bitterness, was still the same Sehee he had known. That sweet and cheerful Sehee that he so loved. His Sehee.

"I love you... And I'm not letting you go anymore, Sehee. Please don't forget that."

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So yeah, Hoseok and Sehee's story. Ahem. This was the side plot I was talking about.

Please don't hate Sehee that much.

No yoonmin but... I hope you're alright with that. Namjin just had to stop dancing around each other and I feel like there was a need for Taekook. Oh well...

IMPORTANT: Next chapt is the last, then of course, followed by the traditional two-chaptered epilogue.

I love you guys. Stay safe <3

P.S. HAVE YOU SEEN RUN BTS? UGH. I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE. IT'S LIKE TELLING ME THAT YOONMIN IS DAMN REAL. I CAN'T... MY FEELS~~ AND MIN YOONJI? WOW, CUTE BUT SAVAGE AS HECK.