PRESENT

SUNYOO POV

"D-do you know.... how scared I was?" He huffed, his eyes gleaming as I looked at him, and he looks back at me, and my lips trembled.

"Tell me... Sunyoo. What did my mom do to deserve this?"

"What did my mother fucking do to end her life without being happy for one fucking moment?!"

"Why did she have to kill herself when she didn't deserve any of the pain?!"

"Did you know.... my dad was really good-looking too? All the girls loved him. My mother was beautiful as well," he said as he stared at his cup of tea.

"I... can't hate my dad at all. It seemed like... I never will. My mom didn't want me to hate him because.... she must've thought we still had a chance to be one happy family," he said and I stared at him sadly, unable to speak.

"I also.... can't love my mom that much. I remembered she also used to cheat on my dad when I was a baby. It was before my dad was abusive and my mom already stopped when my dad confronted her. But then, he started hurting her, I thought dad was always the bad person but upon growing up, I also thought my mom was one too," he sighed.

"Everyone said... I looked like my father. But I'm scared... I'm scared that I'll end up like-"

His voice was soon muffled as I grabbed his shoulders, and I pulled him towards me as I wrapped my arms around his neck, my hand going through his hair as I placed my chin on his shoulder.

I heard that hugs would fix anyone. Especially when it's with someone you care.

"I... never experienced that. I grew up from a family who was good to me. So I never got to experience a life like that. But what I do know is the pain I felt listening to you. You've been through a lot. It's not your fault, okay?! So don't go blaming yourself!" I said as I hugged him tightly.

"How can I not blame myself? What if I suddenly snap and hurt you too? I've been through therapy, I take my meds because Namjoon wanted me too. I took so many meds until to the point where I thought I forgot about him," he explained.

"Jimin, who cares about the past? The most important thing here is that you're still healthy and alive! As long as you're here, you're going to be fine. You're strong and you're so brave to go through that! I know a simple "you're going to be fine" is not enough. But that's better than me telling you to give up," I said and he smiled weakly.

"I needed that. You know... if my mom was still here, she'd be happy to see you. She'd think you're cold and arrogant at first, but it'll all fade in a second. She always told me she wished she'd see me bring a girl home to meet her when I grow up," he mumbled and paused.

"Hey Sunyoo," he continued and I hummed as I ran my hand through hus fluffy black hair.

"You're a virgin, right?" He asked and my eyes widened, before nodding slowly.

"I lost mine to a fucking 40-year old woman while I was asleep. Can't believe my dad was clueless when I cried to him for help, and she was his side bitch," he said casually, closing his eyes and I looked him, before staying silent and stroking his hair.

"I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable. It's been years since I've ranted to someone about my past. But... because you've heard of it, would you still care for me? Would I still have a chance with you?"  He asked as he stared in my eyes.

"Normally, people would leave me after hearing my story. I've experienced people leave me because they heard of my story and called me a fucking retard, a bastard, a fuckboy for making myself feel better by getting with other women," he said.

"Is it wrong for me to make myself feel better?"

"Jimin. I won't leave you just because of that. I care for you a lot. Actually, hearing your story makes me want to know more about you," I smiled and he smiled back at me.

"Because you didn't really leave me in the first place when we first met," I said.

JIMIN POV

She left after two hours. I walked upstairs, and I stripped off of my dirty clothes and prepared a bafh for myself. I sighed deeply as the hot water hit my body, I slicked my wet hair back as I looked down the bathroom floor, sighing to myself as many thoughts clouded my head.

As I finished bathing, I walked out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but sweatpants before walking towards my bedside table, looking at the half- empty medicine bottles on it. I sighed deeply as I took one, shaking it as I tossed some on my hand, and I placed them in my mouth before swallowing it with the glass of water.

I sighed deeply, ruffling my hair as I looked down on the floor, emptiness rushing inside of me.

Namjoon, you're not the only one struggling to live.

You're not the only one who isn't taking care of yourself.

You're not the only one who's struggling to live every single day without breaking down.

Atleast, when I'm getting hurt, you won't be. Because I don't want to lose anyone, not anymore after what happened.

YOUNGYEON POV

I was on my way back home. I was planning on taking the subway train as I carried the plastic bag full of stuff Seokjin wanted me to get for him.

It was almost night. And I already figured Seokjin would be already starting his conference by now.

I walked along the road, and I was alone. Eumji and I already seperated ways when Mingi, her boyfriend was there to pick her up and drive her back home.

Beep beep!

My eyes widened as I turned my head, my legs dragging me away from the road just in case if I was being too close.

Then, my eyes widened when the car stopped. The tinted and black window rolled down and I tilted my head, looking at the person who was seated in the car.

Did I mention it was a Bugatti black limo?

"Ms. Lee? Am I right?" The person asked. The man had brown-hair and ir was styled and set nicely. He wore a grey suit and I looked at him before nodding.

"You're walking by yourself? This late at night?" He asked and I nodded as I looked down the floor.

This man looks really intimidating.

"It's dangerous for someone as important as you. Please, get in and I'll take you home," he said and I raised my head before looking up at the man that was staring at me, as if he was confident I was going to accept.

"Excuse me, but I need to know who you are first," I responded and he nodded.

"You can call me Kim Namjoon, Seokjin's brother."

SEOKJIN POV

"Seokjin! I'm so glad to see you! Big event we have, don't we? Heard that "Korea's most stunning businessman" finally has girlfriend and it's the talk of the country!" A friend of my dad's chuckled and I smiled at them before bowing.

I was already in the party before the conference. There were a lot of people that were the specially picked for the event, and it was so I would build a good partnership and trust with them.

"Ah, I have to do it all to clear the rumors! And its also because I care for my girlfriend very much!" I responded with a smile.

"Yes, oh! And I heard! The CEO of Dispatch is also here and it's really rare for him to come to the public like this! Lucky how this news gathered his attention!" He winked.

"I haven't met the CEO yet. But I'm sure I hope to come in good terms with him," I replied.

"The conference will be starting in a few minutes but I want to ask you some questions myself personally. How did you meet your girlfriend?" He asked as he sipped his wine and I hummed a bit before opening my mouth.

"High school. I guess we met... and we hit it off from friends to lovers I guess," I cheekily replied.

"Vice CEO Kim," a voice called and I turned my head towards the person behind me.

"What?" I whispered as I looked at the brown-haired man, wearing a black suit as his glasses were sitting on his nosebridge.

"I need to ask you something," he says and he exhales.

"Has Jung Hoseok been coming to work lately?" Jungkook whispers and i cock a brow before facing him.

"Why? I haven't seen him since morning.... maybe he hasn't come to work?" I reply and he nods before burrowing inside of his pockets.

"Alright, thanks... I haven't seem him either so I guess he'll be coming to work tomorrow," he says before turning away from me, heading to a specific direction in the crowd.

JUNGKOOK POV

"Damn, even Seokjin hyung doesn't know where he is," I whispered through the ear microphone that Wheein gave me. I rushed outside as I stood outside the venue, a simple tuxedo adorning me.

"That damn bastard, I hope he chokes on dinner tonight."

"Anyways, since we can't handle the rat problem without the rat himself, we'll head to plan B," Jaebum said.

"Me and the guys are outside hiding in the venue so don't you dare expose us or we'll cut your dick for real."

"Yeah yeah, I'm just... really worried, and scared of what might happen when we wait for tomorrow," I said.

"Well, we don't know where that bastard lives and even if we try to research it, he's too smart for that."

"Alright, I'll-"

Then, my eyes widened.

"Y-yeosang?"

SEOKJIN POV

"Ah! And Mr. Taehyung would be glad to meet you up tomorrow if you're free! Just give him a text or a call!" Taehyung's employee, who came with him said as he shook my hand.

"Of course! I'll be glad to meet Taehyung anytime," I smiled.

"He rarely meets up with people, he really hates social interactions, but I guess you're lucky," he said.

Riiinng! Riiinnngg!

"Excuse me, I need to take this call," I said as I burrowed inside my pockets, taking out my phone as I turned my body away from the crowd of people, looking at the caller ID before answering.

I place the phone in my ear before giving a small hum.

"Hello?"

Then, my eyes widened.

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(UNEDITED)

A/N:

Vote or your pet will eat your kneecaps

Anyway, Yoongi in this ff is actually kinda young. He's Sunyoo's youngest uncle so he isn't old. He's probably around his early-thirties if i'm not wrong :)

Cover by @twchdkle❤