Seokjin and Namjoon climbed the stairs, their steps echoing in the quiet shop. Seokjin's gaze was involuntarily drawn to Namjoon's broad back, muscles rippling beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. A wave of admiration washed over him.

Suddenly, his daydream took a sharp turn. Namjoon spun around, tossing the items in his hands aside with surprising force. Before Seokjin could react, he was pinned against the wall, Namjoon's intense gaze locking to him. With a swift movement, Namjoon began to rip his clothes, revealing a sculpted physique and big tiddy (a/n: I'm thirsty on Namjoon big teddies whoever want to stop me, fight me!) that took Seokjin's breath away. And then, in a moment that felt like a lifetime, Namjoon's lips were on his.

But it was all a fleeting fantasy. A sharp jolt brought Seokjin back to reality.

"Seokjin, Seokjin."

Namjoon was standing at the top of the stairs, his face etched with concern. "Seokjin! Are you okay?"

Seokjin's heart pounded in his chest as he leaned against the wall, trying to process what had just happened. His face burned with embarrassment.

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"That's a great idea, Jonnie,"

Seokjin praised, his eyes scanning the detailed proposal laid out on the conference table. Namjoon's business acumen was undeniable, and the proposed marketing strategy, centered around a high-profile magazine feature, was undoubtedly ambitious.

However, a pang of discomfort crept into Seokjin's heart as he read through the details. The name 'Jeon Jungkook' was repeatedly mentioned as a potential collaborator, sending a shiver down his spine. The memory of their past interactions, filled with tension and awkwardness, resurfaced.

Namjoon, sensing Seokjin's hesitation, leaned forward, his eyes filled with determination. "I know this is a big step, Jin. But this is more than just a business venture for me. It's an investment in our future. My family's future."

Seokjin's heart softened at Namjoon's earnest tone. He understood the weight of Namjoon's words, the years of hard work and sacrifice that had led to this moment. He felt Namjoon, working hard for their future family. "I know, Namjoon," Seokjin replied, his voice gentle. "It's a great proposal. I just need some time to think about it."

A complex interplay of emotions swirled within Seokjin. The allure of success and the promise of a secure future for their family tugged at him, but the prospect of working closely with Jungkook filled him with dread. He knew he had a difficult decision to make.

Seokjin was lost in thought, the weight of Namjoon's proposal pressing down on him. He knew this decision was pivotal, not just for his career but for their relationship as well.

"Seokjin, I want to tell you something very important." As he pondered the implications, a sense of anticipation grew within him. He felt Namjoon was on the brink of saying something significant, something that would change everything between them.

Just as that unspoken tension reached its peak, Jimin's voice cut through the quiet. "Jonnie, why are you still here? You have a client meeting at 2pm. Traffic is a nightmare."

Namjoon's expression shifted, concern evident in his eyes. "Okay, Jimin, I'll handle it. Just focus on getting home safely."

The conversation ended abruptly, leaving a void in the air. Seokjin could sense Namjoon's unspoken words hanging between them, a promise of something more to come. The interruption was a frustrating detour, but it also gave Seokjin a moment to collect his thoughts before facing the inevitable conversation.

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"Why did you arrive when I'm going to tell Seokjin the truth?" Namjoon walks towards his car.

"Jonnie, Seokjin is my best friend is my responsibility to protect him. I don't want to be surprised or hurt him." Jimin depended on not wanting to hurt his friend.

"I can't do this anymore, Jimin," Namjoon declared, his voice firm. "I need to tell Seokjin the truth."

Jimin's heart pounded in his chest. He knew Namjoon was right, but the thought of hurting Seokjin was unbearable. "I know, but what about us? What if he... hates us?"

"We can't live like this," Namjoon replied, taking Jimin's hand. "We deserve to be open and honest. And so does Seokjin."

Jimin sighed, his mind racing. He loved Namjoon, but he also loved Seokjin as his own siblings. "I just don't want to lose him," he confessed.

"We won't lose him, Jimin," Namjoon reassured him. "But we need to face this head-on."

A heavy silence fell between them as they both considered the implications of their actions.

Namjoon told Jimin, "You need to reveal our secret before midnight, or I will."

"Alright," Jimin sighed dejectedly.

Namjoon and Jimin left the shop for their client meeting. Jungkook, accompanied by Hobeom, arrived at the shop. Jungkook entered with enthusiasm,

"Seokjin, I have great news to promote your business!" Seokjin angrily threw a plastic chair, narrowly missing Jungkook who dodged out of the shop. Hobeom, outside, also managed to avoid the flying chair. "You're not a great hitter, Seokjin," Jungkook teased, undeterred.

"Get out of here!!" Seokjin escalated the situation by throwing a mannequin, which Jungkook dodged once more. Hobeom, however, caught the mannequin and fell down. "You can't hit me, Seokjin," Jungkook continued to provoke. Seokjin grabbed a roll of clothes and threw it, but Jungkook dodged again. This time, Hobeom was hit by the rolling clothes but didn't appear injured. Only kiss the floor.

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"That jerk came to my shop and wanted me to become his clown. The audacity of that man.!!"

Dinner was a tense affair in the shop. Seokjin, his grip tight on his fork, radiated anger towards Jungkook. The shop was closed for the night, and only Jimin and Seokjin were present. Seokjin had prepared a comforting meal of bulgogi, rice, and steamed vegetables. As he poured drinks, Seokjin couldn't contain his frustration. "He's so shameless!" he exclaimed. "Can you imagine? I designed my own wedding clothes, planned the entire wedding, and even got it published in W Korea. All under the title 'The Wedding Planner Who Doesn't Have a wedding'." Seokjin groaned in exasperation. "And the worst part is he won't stop plastering my face on every local magazine. It's so annoying!!"

Jimin, trying to calm his friend, pointed out, "Jinnie, those editors had permission from the wedding couple to publish the photos."

Seokjin questioned, "If they like my designs and plans, why do they contact me instead of Jungkook?"

Jimin asked in response, "If they ask you to design something, take a picture of it and have Jungkook be the photographer. Would you agree to that?"

Seokjin firmly replied, "Over my dead body."

"Jeon Jungkook, I swear to all God and a beautiful face like me, that I'm going to get married," Seokjin declared with determination. 

Jimin reminded him gently,"You should tell the truth," Jimin though but his own mouth remained closed.

A moment of silence passed as they ate, then Seokjin asked sadly, "Jiminie, I'm a kind person, right?"

Jimin assured him, "Of course." Swallowing the whole rice ball, Jimin continued eating.

"Jiminie, I have the purest heart of all people," Seokjin insisted. Jimin took a deep breath and replied,

"The best Hyung of all," before taking a drink of water.

"Jiminie, I'm handsome, right?" Seokjin asked, a hint of desperation in his voice.

Jimin, busy with his meal, responded without hesitation, "You're the worldwide handsome. Even mosquitoes love you."

"But, why does no one court me?" 

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