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Yunhee yawned loudly as she opened her salon's door. She felt sleepy, really sleepy after losing a great amount of time thinking about Hoseok and Yoongi instead of sleeping. And the fact that Jihyo hasn't arrived made her feel more tired.

She started sweeping the floor with her eyes half closed, not giving a damn what she's sweeping. She was so preoccupied with the thought of her soft fluffy mattress, with the soft seducing pillow...

" Wow, are you sweeping using a mop?" Jihyo's voice suddenly echoed in the empty salon. She looked up to see her standing at the entrance, wearing a white turtleneck dress and black pants.

" Am I?" she asked, looking down. She was indeed holding a mop. Jihyo chuckled and approached her.

" Hey, do you know Suga uploaded a new song in his twitter account yesterday?" she asked. Yunhee shook her head. She was in no mood to check her phone yesterday.

" It's soooo nice" Jihyo squealed and danced excitedly. At the same time, the door opened, making her shriek in embarrassment before hiding behind Yunhee.

" We're not open yet" Yunhee said.

" Do I need to come here only when it's open?" Yoongi asked.

Oh, it's you" Yunhee said, her tiredness going away. " Where's Hoseok?"

" He went to the dance center" Yoongi said, making himself comfortable on the couch. Hoseok said both he and Yoongi studied engineering, but choose a different path after realizing their compassionate passion in the industry of music. Hoseok ended up being a dance major, while Yoongi was working in a convinience store, still waiting for his chance. 

" I don't actually wanted to be here but Hoseok insisted, he said I'm being too quiet" he stretched.

" Why are you quiet?" Jihyo asked, peeking through her shoulders.

" I just personally hate humans, expect for both of you"

Yunhee could see from the corners of her eyes that Jihyo was blushing. 

" By the way, that's one nice bag" he pointed to jihyo's bag that was lying in the couch beside him. The bag was plain black, but it was embraided with letters and loves for that one man called Suga. She could see him smirking a little, probably too astonished to see such a hardcore fan.

" Ohh, I really love him. He has a good voice and is really talented, like did you see-" Jihyo started rapping with excitement. Yunhee sighed and sat at the cashier which was afar from them. She took out her phone for the first time since yesterday and scrolled along the notification.

Alex : 

Can I ask you something?

Yunhee : 

You just did?

Alex  : 

(〜￣▽￣)〜

Not funny

I'm trying to be serious here

Yunhee : 

Okay, what?

Alex : 

What's your favorite color?

Yunhee : 

Why are you asking that?

Alex :

I just wanted to know

. My favorite color is pink.

Yunhee : 

Really? Your favorite color is pink? I thought you would say something like white or indigo?

Alex :

 Why?

Yunhee : 

I don't know?

I just thought they would suit a person like you

Alex : 

What's your favorite color?

Yunhee : 

Red

Alex :

 Wow! Do you know red also means beautiful in Russian? 

And seeing the color can make your heart beat faster

Yunhee : 

Thanks for the useless information

Alex :

 You're welcome

Hey, can we play a game?

Lets ask each other ten questions, we can choose not to answer the question but no lies

You can go first

Yunhee : 

Okay

What's your real age?

Alex : The same as I put on my tinder profile

I'm turning 26 this year!

How old are YOU?

Yunhee : 

I'm 26 too

What are you working as?

Alex :

 I'm an artist

Yunhee : 

Artist?

Alex : 

That's another question

Yes, I'm a painter. I'm not that famous but the money I get is enough for a living.

What season is your favorite?

Yunhee : 

I like autumn

I like it when the trees turn yellow and start falling

It's somehow peaceful and nice

What do you paint?

Alex : 

I don't have a specific choice but right now, I'm interested with paintings that have deep meanings. Do you know The Last Supper painting?

Yunhee : 

The one by Leonardo Da Vince, yeah I do

You asked me a question.

Alex : 

Wow, it's quite rare for me to find someone who knows about paintings.

So, he actually hid some musical notes in the painting and I found it really astonishing. I'm currently working on one like that, but I haven't find the right one yet.

What's your favorite ice cream flavor?

Yunhee :

 Any ice cream as long as its not mint chocolate.

What is your hair color?

Alex : Jet black, like Harry Potter

How long are you waiting for your man?

Yunhee : 

The one in red jacket?

21 years already

Alex :

 You're one loyal girl

Yunhee : 

What's your eye color?

Alex : 

Dark brown

Why did you choose to talk to me?

Yunhee : 

I found you interesting

Why were you wearing a duck costume?

Alex : You know the pic of a boy I sent before? 

He was sad because he accidently threw his duck plushie into a lake so I dressed up as one to make him happier.

We have three more questions left. Do you live alone?

Yunhee :

 I choose not to answer.

Alex : 

(ಥ _ ಥ)

Yunhee :

 Are you Korean?

Alex : 

Of course I am, why would you ask that?

Yunhee : 

Your name...sounds like one

Alex : 

You have one more question now?

Yunhee :

 Hey Alex?

Alex : 

Hmm...

Yunhee : 

You said you are an artist, so you must have a philosophical thought

Tell me one

If you want to

Alex : 

I never told this to anyone, but people always tell that we should always put our family first, right? That blood comes first before anything else. We should always sacrifice everything for them, even if it means something really important like your closest friends or your biggest dream. But I don't think so. If that person brings you nothing but pain, it's okay to let them go, to be selfish, even if that person is from your own blood. After all, even mosquitoes have our blood.

I'm sorry if that's not philosophical enough. This was just a thing I thought years ago.

Yunhee : 

That was a nice thing to know

You must have gone through something with your family to think that

Alex : 

My last question now.

What will you do if I come to you and propose sincerely?

Will you accept me or reject me because of the boy you're still waiting for?

Yunhee : I really want to tell you that I would reject you

But I can't be sure...

I think I'll accept you, if you propose sincerely.

Alex : 

Holy macaroons, I think I'm blushing

If only I know where you are, I would literally fly there to make you mine

Yunhee : 

Shut up, duckman!

Alex : 

You're really cute

Hey, can I ask you one last question?

Yunhee : 

Okay

Alex : 

What's your name?

Yunhee :

 I refuse to answer

Alex :

 Oh, come on!

I want a name to call you

Should I call you nugget?

Yunhee : 

Why out of all things, nugget?

Alex : 

Because I love nuggets, especially the one in McDonalds.

Yunhee : 

...

Alex : 

I'm being honest, I really like you

You are the only one who talks to me without judging

Probably because you don't know me

But I have a feeling that you would still treat me the same if you know who I really am

Yunhee :

 Why would someone judge you?

You have an amazing personality

Alex :

 They say I'm weird and too childish

Yunhee : 

Oh, heck

I need to go now

I got work

Alex :

 Bye, see you soon

Yunhee stopped her chat with him and looked up to find Jihyo already busying herself with a customer. Yoongi was still on his seat, rocking himself as he looked at them. She sighed and went to help her, secretly wishing she could talk with Alex again.

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Hoseok opened the door of his house and entered inside. He was tired. Today's lesson was extremely hard that he felt like his spine would snap to parts. The living room was clean and neat, showing that someone just cleaned it recently. He smiled looking at the tray of food on the table, with a small note saying 'Don't Disturb Me, I'm Busy". Hoseok smiled and walked towards the only place he always go every time he arrived home, 

Yoongi's studio room.

" Hello~~" he singed in opera style as he slammed the door open. Yoongi was sitting on his chair, his back facing his friend. Hoseok ignored his lack of warmth and bounced towards him.

" Whatcha doin?"

" Hoseok, I literally put a note outside, stop disturbing me" Yoongi said, trying to shoo him away. Hoseok stucked his tongue at him and sat beside him, looking at the song he's trying to compose. 

" You uploaded a song yesterday, right?" he asked. Yoongi nodded, looking uninterested.

" Why? You said you are not going to upload it until the end of this month"

" I just felt like doing so" Yoongi answered.

Hoseok smiled, resting his back on the chair as his hands were tucked behind his head. Yesterday, Him, Yoongi, Yunhee and Jihyo hanged out. He still remembered how Jihyo was so head over hills for Suga, which was the man in front of him. She kept on talking about him the whole day, constantly playing his songs and flashing her Suga bag. He remembered clearly how Yoongi nervously bite his nails and avoided eye contact with everyone, a sign he always does when he's embarrassed.

" Was it because of the Jihyo girl?" he whispered teasingly and the look in Yoongi's eyes was enough for him to roll over in happiness.

" Wha-what are you talking about?" he asked, busying himself with the computer.

" You know what I mean" Hoseok chuckled. " You always had an eye on her. Did you release the song earlier to see how she would react?"

" No, I didn't"

" Come on, tell me. Do you like her?" he asked again, bumping onto his shoulders to make him more embarrassed.

" No" Yoongi said, resting his head on the chair. " You misunderstand the whole thing, Hoseok" he looked at him.

" What?" Hoseok asked, looking puzzled. Yoongi's lips slowly lifted upwards, forming a small smile, his eyes sparkly.

" She just reminded me of Jungkook" he said, spinning on the chair. " You know Jungkook was always looking up at me, her eyes were full of adoration just like him. I wanted to see more, so I just uploaded it"

Hoseok's smile turned to a frown as soon as those words left Yoongi's mouth. He thought he uploaded it because he genuinely liked her, but no, he was wrong. It was Jungkook, it was always Jungkook.

" Hey, Yoongi" he said as soft as possible. " Don't you think it's time to let him go? It has been eight years".

" Let him go?" Yoongi glared at him. " You know it's hard"

And that's when Hoseok lost his temper. Before he knew, he stood up and slammed the table in anger. " You can't let him go?! You can't fucking let him go?!" he shouted, slamming the table again. The impact of him punch on the table formed a crack on it, but he didn't mind. Right now, he must show his anger, he must show his anger towards Yoongi.

" YOU SAID YOU WANTED TO MOVE BECAUSE YOU WANTED TO FORGET HIM!! TO FORGET ALL THE MEMORIES WE HAD WITH THEM!! HOW LONG ARE YOU GOING TO BE LIKE THIS?! THINKING OF SOMEONE WHO WILL NEVER COME BACK?"

" You can't just tell me to forget someone like that, Hoseok!" it was now Yoongi's turn to shout. " He was with me since birth! He was clinging on me for 16 years! He was with me through all the pain and happiness" tears started falling from his face, landing on the floor. " How could I forget him?"

" I'm not asking you to forget Jungkook, Yoongi! I want you to let him go! He's no longer with us, he doesn't want to be with us! Get that shit into your brain for god's sake!"

" I FUCKING CAN"T!!!"

" Do the fuck you want, then!" Hoseok shouted, before walking away. " I'm done with this shit!"

The door slammed shut as Hoseok exited the house, leaving Yoongi alone. Being inside the big flat by himself now, Yoongi finally showed his vulnerable sight. he crouched down and started crying loudly, thinking about all the memories with Jungkook. It was hard, it was painful but he doesn't want to let it go. He loved Jungkook. He was like a younger brother he never had, and suddenly being left behind by him was something he never expected to hurt this much. Pulling his last strength, he sat back on his chair. He played the small audio he had with him for those years, and the moment it played, he lost it again.

" Hyung, I don't want to be alive anymore"

" Don't say something like that, Jungkook. Everyone deserves a life"

" But it's so hard. I don't think I will be happy anymore"

" What nonsense are you talking? Just because you have a problem, it doesn't mean you can't be happy. Maybe for now you will feel like you fall into a pit of darkness. But after a few months, or years, you can finally climb out of it, with the help of your loved ones.

" You know I love you right, hyung?"

" I do"

" I bet you will be the one who will pull me out of the pit and give me happiness"

" I don't give happiness for free. Buy me steak"

" I will"

He played the audio again, and again and again.

Yoongi didn't realize that the sun was slowly peaking out from its deep slumber. He was too preoccupied by Jungkook's voice, his sweet comforting voice that always brings back the memory that was planted in the deepest corner of his brain. The sound of his voice, the same voice that was always full of comfort, but that time, it only tasted of sad and sorrow.

He was sleeping at that time. But he could feel him brushing his hair, and his tears falling on his cheeks.

" I don't think I will be happy for a long time, hyung. But I promise, if I finally found my happiness, I will buy the most expensive steak for you"

And that was the last time he heard his voice.

Before Jungkook ran away.

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