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Third person P.O.V

"How is he doing?" Yoongi asked his friend who gave him a smile.

"Why don't you ask yourself?" Ron raised his brow.

"What do you mean?" His voice became filled with excitement. If what he was thinking is real.. he would be just more than happy.

"What you are thinking is right.. he is here. See." Ron pointed his finger towards a certain blond, Yoongi was wishing to look at. A smile soon made its way to his lips. His feet already wanted to start to drag him towards the blond who was talking with someone.

"Why don't you tell him that my business is like a branch of yours?" Ron said, taking a sip from the juice. They were sitting in a hotel in Busan. The day Jimin resigned, Yoongi quickly made a plan to give him another job in his other branch, and he decided to keep it a secret it was easy as the branch was under name of Ron.. his old friend.

"If I tell him... he will resign from there too. I just want him to be happy." Yoongi muttered after halting in his track, still looking and smiling at Jimin.

"You know what... I think he is not happy." Ron sighed, observing the blond and Yoongi quickly turned his neck to face him.

"Why do you think so?"

"I never saw him smiling wholeheartedly. He is hardworking but he is always like... daydreaming or spacing out." Ron explained.

"Maybe he is just worried about something. Wait his mother? Is she fine?" A fear crept on his face but Ron just shook his head.

"Why don't you talk with him? Don't tell him about the job but at least you can meet him. You can quench your thirst." Ron suggestively said while wiggling his brows.

"Forget it." Yoongi quickly got up from his seat when he saw that the man who was talking with Jimin was making him uncomfortable by close proximity. He sensed the annoyance on Jimin's face and here we go.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS MAN?" That man groaned in pain when he was shoved on the ground by none other than a fuming Yoongi, shielding Jimin with his body. Of course not forgetting to give a death glare.

"You were making him uncomfortable." He replied nonchalantly and looked back at Jimin who was watching him with a wide open mouth and saucer-like eyes.

"Now come with me, I was searching for you." Yoongi grabbed his hand and dragged him outside, leaving a dumbfounded man on the floor.

"W-what are you doing Mr. Min?" Jimin asked but not angrily or annoyed. Actually, he was feeling secure with the other.

"Who was he?" Yoongi asked instead of answering... leaving the grip.

"No one specific... I was just here to have a coffee and I don't know where did he come from." Jimin huffed in irritation but to his surprise, he actually did tell the truth to Yoongi.

"Did he.. say something to you?" Yoongi asked in concern and Jimin just raised one brow.

"Yeah... he wanted to invite me to his club for a drink-"

"Don't go." Yoongi snapped

"Of course, I am not going.. what are you thinking. Did you see his face? Ah obviously not my type.." Jimin laughed, rolling his eyes, waving his hand dismissively and Yoongi just smiled in contentment.

"Then who is of your type?" Jimin was a little baffled by his words but smiled again. Taking a step closer to Yoongi, he leaned forward... eyes not leaving that of others.

"Someone.. like you," Jimin replied and Yoongi thought that he must have heard wrong. His face was so much confused and Jimin burst into laughter after seeing his condition.

"But you know what... not everyone has that choice." His laughter died in an instant as his eyes showed a kind of hurt expression.

"The choice of having the happiness that one wants." Yoongi saw a hint.... a hint of love in Jimin's eyes.

"But this choice is always here for you. No one is here yet... only one person... just one...... just you." Yoongi said as he gently grabbed Jimin's hand in his own and placed it on his chest.

Jimin was just watching him with a different look but he gently removed his hand and shook his head.

"I can't..... I-" His eyes got filled with tears and he quickly turned on his heels to leave, wiping the tears..but ops...

Yoongi acted fast and turned him, swirling him completely so that he landed on his chest. Jimin was surprised by the action but his body didn't let him do anything. He tightened his grip and finally, Jimin looked up.... still in Yoongi's arms.

"Why don't you just accept it... the fact, that you love me already Jimin," Yoongi softly said in his deep voice and Jimin could feel the vibration in his chest through his hands. He slightly pushed him and finally, Yoongi let him go but his hand still gripped his waist.

"I- don't... why are you concluding things on your own," Jimin retorted but Yoongi caught a slight blush on his cheeks. Huffing light, he quickly turned and rushed out of the place but with a smile... a smile that he didn't give to anyone since the day he left his boss.

"I am waiting for you.." Yoongi half yelled from behind and Jimin turned back while running and smiled before turning again.

"And I think.. my wait is going to be over soon," Yoongi muttered with a smile, feeling his deserted heart at peace, even when it was a few drops in form of little touches, he felt at peace.

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"What are you doing hyung?" A child chirped while jumping on Taehyung's bed who was just sitting on the chair near the window.

"Nothing sweetie. Do you need something from me?" He asked politely the boy who came forward and grabbed Taehyung's hand that he spread for the kid to grab.

"I loved your blue hair.. but now they are gone." The boy pouted that Taehyung couldn't see but feel. He giggled while making his hand move to pat his hair.

"You can't see right?" The small boy asked with a glint of sadness in his voice and Taehyung's smile faded slowly on his words.

"Soobin... don't you want to eat chocolate? Go go.. others are eating and they will finish it," Baekhyun stated and the small baby quickly rushed out of the room with a pitter-patter sound.

Baekhyun was coming to Taehyung's room to check up on him and when he heard those words... he felt bad for him.

"Sorry about that, Hanseol." Baekhyun apologized and Taehyung just smiled while shaking his head.

"Oh yeah, I wanted to tell you that we are arranging a charity event tomorrow. Many famous businessmen are coming to the event. We have planned some performances as well. If you want to come... you can." He explained and Taehyung thought that it would be a waste when he even can't see anything.

"No Hyung, I am fine. I don't want to burden you in such situations." He smiled and Baekhyun quickly grabbed his hands gently.

"You are not a burden, Hanseol. I really care for you, never say that again or hyung will be angry." Taehyung laughed and Baekhyun quickly ruffled his hair to receive a cute pout from the younger.

"Oh my, don't show me your aigo.. or I am gonna pinch your cheeks," Baekhyun said dramatically and Taehyung laughed again before silence fell between them.

"Thanks for everything Hyung... thanks a lot," Taehyung mumbled after a short while, his voice was full of emotions and Baekhyun could feel that. He gently hugged the boy in a soothing embrace.

"No need... I just seek happiness in doing so. I just want you to be happy too." He mumbled back but Taehyung could hear that clearly. He slowly pulled back and wiped the tears from Taehyung's eyes... who just smiled at the gentle action. Soon, Baekhyun's phone buzzed, breaking their soft moment.

"What do you mean you can't come? It's tomorrow dude. How i am gonna arrange it in such a short time?" Taehyung heard the tense voice of the other and his ears picked up the hint.

When the call ended, Baekhyun groaned in annoyance and plopped on the bed.

"What happened?" Taehyung asked, getting up from the chair... taking slow steps toward the bed while tracing his hands over the wall. Baekhyun quickly helped him.

"The performer... ah! The pianist who was going to perform at the event got an emergency tomorrow. It was one of the major performances of the event. I don't know what to do now. I don't know any other pianist besides him.." Baekhyun almost whined in a low voice.

Taehyung thought for a moment.. he was feeling a little uneasy but still, he didn't want to see his lifesaver in tension. So he finally decided to do it...

"I will perform."

"Hunh?" His surprised voice made it clear what he was thinking.

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"I don't want to go there Namjoon. I told you... you can go. I don't feel like going anywhere." Jungkook deadpanned with an annoyed look.

"No way! We can meet some other businessmen Jk. This is a big opportunity for our company. Come on." Namjoon was losing control by trying to make him understand. It was a party from the person who invited Jungkook to the meeting. It was a kind of gathering of many famous businessmen from different countries.

"Fine. But I won't stay for long." Jungkook agreed, still irritated and Namjoon quickly nodded his head.

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Later in the evening, the main hall was filled with many high-class businessmen. People were talking about many things including Jungkook who was talking about business with other people. He took his leave for a moment as he was getting bored and annoyed by the looks those women were giving him. To take some fresh air, he left the main hall where he heard some noises behind him and found some children in fancy clothes.

"He is going to play his song.. let's go." One of them chirped and they quickly rushed inside the other hall of the restaurant.

Jungkook ignored that and looked up at the sky. The night was falling perfectly, the cool breeze was hitting his face smoothly, making his black locks dance in perfect harmony. He closed his eyes, missing the only presence he longed for a lot. A smooth melody hit his ears, making the whole scenario more beautiful. He was enjoying the smooth music and felt it so soothing that without his realization, his lips curled up.

Amidst the beautiful evening, he was silently enjoying the music but the music stopped and a new melody started... his eyes shoot open on hearing the music. Unconsciously, his head turned back to feel the sound more.. his feet started walking in the direction from where the sweet yet very familiar melody was being played.

"N-no way," His heart started thumping loudly, he could feel the loud sounds in his ears. Gulping thickly, his pace fastened when he finally entered the other hall where many people were standing and enjoying the soothing music.

Finding the sea of people in the hall, he tried his best to look up at the person who was playing the piano. Making his way to the place, he felt a presence near the stage. He could feel the sweat on his palms... on his forehead when his stomach started doing uneasy flips when the music continued to melt his already puddled heart. But soon the song ended and everyone cheered for the person and he could only see the back of the person who gently bowed in every direction.

Just when the person was about to turn in his direction, he heard a child shouting.

"MR. HANSEOL! You are the best." The small boy giggled while throwing himself at the boy who somehow grabbed him. The boy took a turn with the small lad still in his hands and Jungkook felt like the world stopped around him for the moment.

He saw him... his boxy smile... his sparkling eyes... his honey-colored skin, everything was the same except for his blue hair.

The boy was talking with children who were gathered around him and then a black-haired male came forth and hugged the brunet. Jungkook saw everything but his body stiffened when the boy's eyes met his but he didn't respond in the way... the way Jungkook wanted to see, the way he was expecting.

The same black-haired man grabbed the arms and guided the pianist to the other side and Jungkook saw him passing by himself..... without noticing... without any word... just like a stranger...

His eyes were stinging.... his heartbeat was erratic... but his soul was hurt.

"Ta-Tae.. angel." He mumbled, mind in chaos when the brunet passed him and was guided to the exit. He saw the boy leaving the hall but another small boy called his name.

"Hanseol Hyung, I want to give you this flower." The child said shyly and that boy turned his face, taking the flower from small hands and thanked him.

Jungkook frowned upon hearing the name but he couldn't hear Taehyung's voice.

"Hanseol??" He repeated the name in a daze but his mind snapped on hearing his phone buzzing.

"Shit..." He realized that the boy was already gone from the hall. Avoiding the stares of the people, he took big steps towards the exit and even ran but he couldn't find anything.

"He is my Taehyung... my angel." He said to no one...

But why he ignored me like he never knew me...Like he didn't even see me?? What are you expecting Jungkook... You practically broke him.. you still want him to give you some response.

Those words filled in Jungkook's mind, he could feel his heart sinking with every thought, leaving him in his own despair.

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