"Yoongi, I'm hungry. Is the food ready?" One of his friends asked. 

"Don't worry, food is coming," Yoongi assured while impatiently waiting for his husband to cook their dinner. 

"The food is here!" Seokjin happily announced. However, he stopped by glancing at one of Yoongi's friends. He's sitting in his seat. He usually sits beside the chair, beside his husband. A smile faded on his face. Even Yoongi didn't bother to do anything. While Namjoon notices sadness on the face of his Hyung. He couldn't figure it out. 

"Seokjin, what are you waiting for, Christmas? Serve us!" Seokjin snapped his thoughts in Yoongi's loud voice. 

"Yoongi, the sec―" He was going to protest but Yoongi angrily cut his statement. 

"Seokjin, he's our guest. You want me to kick him out. Just for sitting in your usual chair." Seokjin shook his head. "Then, serve us after that, choose your seat, story finish. Is there a problem with that?" The husband annoyingly asked. 

"No, Yoongichi," Seokjin answered nervously, but the husband slammed his hand on the table. "Stop calling me Yoongichi in front of friends. I tell you this a million times. Do you want me to repeat, are you dumb or just stupid?" His friend beside him laughed. 

"Yoongichii, what a cute name." They turn on him and glance at Seokjin. Hoseok and Namjoon pity him. Yoongi glare at him. 

"Woon bin, stop that." Hoseok scolds the man and annoyingly pout. 

"Hoseok, it's not his fault." Hoseok wanted to protest. Ill at ease, the situation covers them until Namjoon speaks to cut the uneasiness. 

"Hyung, I'm going to serve the others. I know, you're tired." Namjoon proposes, however, Yoongi as a head of house interjects. 

"Namjoon, you're a guest, so let Seokjin serve us." Namjoon dissent. Hoseok grabbed his thigh to sign, not to protest. 

"I'm sorry, Woon Bin, I shouldn't do that. It's alright Namjoon, I can handle this." Seokjin smiles for his friends and husband. He serves the guest. Woon Bin said nothing while Namjoon and Hoseok thanked him. 

"I'll make a soup, wait a sec," Seokjin said as he left the dining area. 

"Let's dig in," Woon bin happily announced, but Namjoon halts them. 

"Wait, are we going to wait for Seokjin Hyung before we eat?" Namjoon asked in pity for his Hyung. In Yoongi eyes doesn't matter. 

"No, no, please, It's okay." He excused himself. Namjoon sighs and is rugged. They start without Seokjin as he arrives along with soup and takes in their bowl. When Seokjin was going to take food, Woon bin requested Yoongi. 

"Hyung, do you have kimchi?" 

"Yes, Jin, go get him the kimchi near our room. I want my friends to taste it." Every man at the table is happy except for Seokjin. He's starving for long hours of work and cooking dishes for their guests. The walk between the dining room and their room took a minute to walk in. He sighs and smiles before he takes the way. 

A few minutes, the food was already half, and he handed the kimchi to the guest. Yoongi bragged about his promotion and his gift from his boss. Seokjin serves himself when Hoseok requests a napkin. As usual, Seokjin grants the request and gives the napkin to Hoseok. Giving him a sweet smile, as they always did before, Yoongi noticed it and cleared his throat intentionally. Seokjin takes a seat when Namjoon accidentally breaks the bowl. 

"Namjoon, you're still the same," Hoseok scolded the younger. He glances at Yoongi apologetically. 

"I'm going to clean it," Namjoon stands, and the husband stops him. 

"No, no, let Seokjin do that," Seokjin bit his lips lamely. "Jin, clean the floor and make sure, no fragments are left." He stands up and takes gloves, cleaning equipment. He removes the fragment while others enjoy sitting and eating and finished cleaning the floor and was going to eat. 

"Hyung, do you have Netflix? The game's going to start today." He asked the older man.

"Yeah, of course!" He pointed. "I have a watch room, you want to check out." He announced. Excitement and joy-filled again. 

"Let's go," they said, standing up, leaving the dishes behind, but Hoseok noticed it... 

 "Oh, how about the dishes," Hoseok stood up, glancing at the dirty dishes, and back glance to Seokjin just sitting on his not usual seat felt dull and uncomfortable. 

"Oh, Seokjin Hyung taking care of it?, right Jinnie." Seokjin forcefully smiles at his husband. He nodded at the command of it. Feet led to walk away to their watch room. Seokjin sighs in frustration. Tears want to flow out on his seeing the dirty plates and nothing to leave food for him. 

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"Alright, thanks Hyung, Goodnight!"

"Goodbye Hyung,"

"See you around Yoongs." 

"Take care guys," 

Yoongi smiles and bids goodbye to them as they exit his sight. The smile vanished and went to his husband cleaning the kitchen, starving and tired. 

"Seokjin, what's wrong with you tonight?" Yoongi asked angrily to his husband

"What do you mean?" The latter puzzled and turned to him. 

"Well, my friends came over and you only caused trouble. First, you complain about the chair where you sit, are you going to die, if you're not sitting on another chair. Second, you also embraced me by saying cute names in front of Woon bin. Then, you're flirting with Namjoon and making a scene in front of Hoseok. You are nowhere to be found. Do you know how rude that was?. Did you have any consideration for our marriage? All you know is to make trouble. My mother is right, you are not worth it to be my wife. Maybe I should marry Jimin or Taehyung rather than you." Yoongi answered.

"But, Yoong―" Seokjin interject, Yoongi cut it. 

"Save it, Seokjin. Why do you always have to be so inconsiderate?" He said and left Seokjin, gulping his tears not to flow. However, it couldn't stop. The pain couldn't stop creeping inside of him. He feels worthless, hurting his heart so much. 

 Meanwhile, behind those walls, an unknown smoke was watching them, especially to his prince.

" I cannot believe my prince was treated like a slave. Don't worry. Time will come and you'll be happy. Just wait, my love." 

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