"Strange things conspire when one tries to cheat fate"

-Rick Riordan-

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Sigh.

A crumpled paper was thrown away aimlessly as one heavy sigh left the slightly parted lips of one particular man who sat by himself at the corner of Seokjin's empty coffee shop. Countless balls of paper which were scattered under his table clearly notified about how many sigh he did within the last four hours he spent unproductively. Pinched the bridge of his nose desperately, Min Yoongi, who was trying to pour all of his might in finishing his lyric, once again tried to dig one or two words from his out-of-services brain but unfortunately, none came to his mind.

Sigh.

Another ball of paper was tossed to the corner of the shop after he scratched the few words he had written on it. He tried another attempt, yet the first word that kept coming across his brain cells was lips with a blurry part of the wild dream he had two nights ago.

"Gah!" He harshly rubbed the pale face of his as a picture of Soomin's painted bare neck was randomly and repeatedly barged into his empty mind. If today was bad enough for him, yesterday was worse. He couldn't even think straight as the short weird scene of Soomin heaved a harsh breath while closing both of her brown eyes stayed all day long in his malfunction brain. Did someone drug my whiskey that night? Yoongi tried to recall everything happened that night, yet he still found nothing. He was so clueless that made him felt so frustrated.

"..Gi.."

Bumped his forehead to the table, Yoongi let himself looked so pathetic as he lifelessly stared at his own shoes under the table.

"..Oongi.."

Completely ignored a voice who was calling him repeatedly, Yoongi repeatedly smacked his head to the top of the table. Wished one or two untangled cells of his chaos mind would be back to their stations.

"Min Yoongi"

Jolted and stood straight on both of his skinny legs when he felt a light tap on his hunched shoulder while clumsily bumping his knees into the table and heading a tray that somehow appeared exactly above his head in the process, Yoongi groaned in pain and disgust as he felt some short of hot sticky liquid drenched him down from top to half of his slender body. Cursed loudly in some unidentified language, the absolutely angry man once again growled in pain as he received a quite hard smack at the back of his head.

"Language young man"

Yoongi was beyond ready to vomit an endless chain of curses to the pretty guy next to him when another pain-in-the-ass human beings came into the place and gasped as they witnessed the mess. Calmly, Kim Seokin, the culprit, just shrugged to the newcomers and plainly handed a flowery napkin to his victim.

"He was absentmindedly heading my tray with a cup of macchiato on it." He said.

"Grabbed that furious man before he send Seokjin hyung to the afterlife" Jimin said to Hoseok as he ran to secured any object existed around Yoongi's reach.

Long-short story, it was a 30 minutes of disaster before everything was calmed down.

"Just lend me your clothes" Yoongi snapped as he nonchalantly unbuttoned his ruined shirt. Seokjin hummed and went away calmly. Hoseok swore that he clearly saw the oldest trying to swallow his laugh by hardly bitting his own lips. Before he could question it, he was distracted by Jimin's words.

"Oh wow, did you just have a wild night?" Jimin asked, eyes grew bigger than ever.

Hoseok frowned and tilted his head to look into Yoongi's bare back as Jimin asked him to do. "Dude, is this the reason why you act so weird these days?" Hoseok added while laughing when he saw some reddish claw marks proudly stood at Yoongi's pale back.

"What the- what was that?!" Yoongi practically shrieked and nearly dropped his eyeballs as Hoseok shoved his phone right into his face, showing the pic of his wounded back side which Hoseok immediately took. He surely would save and treasure it forever to tease the shocked man in front of him.

The sight of the unexpected marks and Yoongi's priceless expression surely made a really good laugh to his two younger friends, but opposite reactions were made by two other witnesses who was nervously taking a good look at the marks from a quite far away place.

"Is that-"

"Did they-"

The older of the two awkwardly chuckled and shook his head. "Nah, they didn't"

"Are you sure?" asked the younger, deadly stared at the taller man besides him as he knew that the older somehow had knocked down Soomin's sense that night.

"Uh, why don't we take a look back yeah?" He smiled nervously.

"Are you sure?" The younger asked once again yet with a different tone behind the words as if he was asking the question for himself whether he should check the fact by his own eyes. Shuddered to the possible scene which could appear on the mirror, his older companion shook his head. It seemed that he did not ready to stain his eyes either. "If anything happened, let's just blame the alcohol, ok?"

"If they indeed did the frickity frack-"

"Frickity frack? what are you? Five?" The two previous man immediately froze at their place as a familiar deep voice which followed by a light chuckle filled the tensed room. "Did you guys miss me?" Kim Taehyung lamely dropped himself at the empty space between his two friends at the couch. Smiled so wide till it reached his eyes.

The oldest gulped. The younger twitched.

You're so dead Kim Namjoon.

Oh shut up Jeon Jungkook.

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A/N

Ah it's been so long since my last update.
I, really, am sorry for it.
🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
Please don't leave meeeeee! Lol

Btw this chapter is such a filler, isn't it? 😅😅😅😅

For your info, this sequel won't be as long as the first book, so yeah.. can you guess what will happen to the couple?

And when I finish this one, should I make a spin off between Tae & Kook? 😏😏😏😏
(Oh snapped it! I read too many taekook ff these days to ease my stress, my apology!)

Anyway please comments and votes!