AUTHOR'S POV

"We have something to tell you," Hoseok said in a serious tone.

"Hm?" Yoongi asked, his hands crossed on his chest as he leaned back on the couch.

Taejoon stared at Hoseok while the latter imitated his stance.

"What's it Hobi?" YN inquired.

There was an awkward silence for the next few minutes and everyone's head flooded with apprehensions.

"Do you wanna say that I'm gonna marry you?" YN blurted out receiving wide eyes from everyone.

"You what?" Taejoon leaned forward.

"Noona..." Ji Hoon was speechless.

"Um... Yup Hoseok proposed to me," she smiled, a blush creeping up her cheeks. But, as the attention was on YN, Hoseok's red ears got somewhere enshrouded.

"What? really?" Taejoon's eyes were bawling out of the sockets as he looked intently towards Hoseok.

"Y-Yeah," Hoseok stuttered, his hand reaching the back of his neck in bashfulness.

"Holy fuck!" He grunted as he leaned back to the couch, his hands on either side of his head, exaggerating his emotions.

"What about me, Noona?" Ji Hoon asked in bewilderment.

"I'm not marrying any recently," she clarified making Hoseok instantly snap his head towards her.

"What do you mean not any recently?"

"Obviously, we aren't marrying like soon, we have nothing prepared!"

"But I have already imagined you as my wife in literal each second after you accepted!" He blurted out and immediately regretted it.

"What did you imagine for a wife?" Yoongi's smirking face suddenly gained everyone's attention. He was still leaning back, his hands folded on his chest, just now it had a very deceiving smirk on his face.

YN's response to it was just a flummoxed countenance and burning cheeks. She immediately picked up a pillow from behind her and threw it in his direction.

The pillow hit him directly in the face making Hoseok laugh.

He clicked his tongue, "wrong move girl!" He grunted taking another pillow from his back but before he could launch it towards her, Taejoon stopped him.

"Grave and sudden provocation is a defence!" He responded making Yoongi first dumbfounded and then frustrated. So, instead of throwing the pillow at her, he just smacked the pillow on Taejoon's face yeilding the younger to groan.

"We are drifting off topic!" Ji Hoon interjected looking towards YN from over Hoseok's shoulder, "what about your job?" He asked.

"Do we have to decide it now?" She rolled her eyes.

"Yes!" He demanded. The two BTS members were awestruck by the responsible attribute of the youngest. Maybe he was the most mature there.

"I think we have our branch in Seoul, I can be transferred," she nodded while speaking.

The youngest had his head hung low, he just wanted to cling onto her forever. She was his only family and he didn't want to lose her. Obviously, he wanted her to be happy, living her life. But he just required time to come to terms that one day, he would be all alone.

His dejection was not gone unnoticed by anyone.

"Don't worry buddy, you have a brother here," Taejoon affirmed.

"I don't trust my little brother with you, jerkface," she hissed.

"He was not talking about him," Hoseok interjected.

"If you're talking about you, it would be brother-in-law," Yoongi added, his posture back to initial.

"I was talking about you," Hoseok added, he was nervous, but he had to do it anyway.

Yoongi raised a brow, "what?"

Hoseok inhaled deeply, taking YN's hand in his left hand and Ji Hoon's in his right, "this may come as a shock to you."

Taejoon noticed his actions and he imitated them. He showed his palm to Yoongi, gesturing him to hold it but the latter rolled his eyes nonchalantly. He furrowed his brows, pulled his hand out and held it firmly.

"Hyung, you remember, you told me about that one girl you used to play with when you were a kid?" Hoseok questioned.

Yoongi tilted his head in confusion, "which girl?"

"You told me, that there was a girl who used to stay at your mother's house. And you used to interact with her each day."

"The one who used to behave like an idiot, dancing and always getting hurt? Yes. What about her?"

"Oops?" Taejoon slightly chuckled.

Taejoon ran his tongue once over his lower lip, "YN, do you remember the Oppa, you said was your childhood Amiga. And you admired his fond care a lot?"

"Um... The one whom I met in Daegu? The one who always pretended to be a bitch and was a cinnamon roll at the interior?" She questioned and Taejoon nodded.

"Oops?" Hoseok chuckled this time.

"Are you a dim wit? Just see that Oppa of yours is here, in front of your eyes!" Taejoon stated bluntly.

"What?" She was confounded.

Hoseok added, "Yes, the girl Hyung is talking about and the boy YN is thinking about is indeed each other."

Yoongi and YN's eyes snapped into one another's, both had their lips parted, their one hand in their partner's and a similar confounded gape.

"Oops?" Both of them blubbered out at the same time.

"There's more," Taejoon was now more serious than ever.

Hoseok lightly pressed her hand, making her even more apprehensive.

"YN, your mother-"

"We aren't talking about that," she interrupted Taejoon.

"Babe?" Hoseok called out for her.

"No. We are not talking about my tangled life relations in front of all. I don't want to and I don't want Hoon to witness it. I've made him stay away from this and he always will," she hissed in annoyance while the youngest gawked at everyone's expressions mutely.

"Babe, listen, it's something you should know," Hoseok added, "it's something the three of you should know. Hyung, can you tell me the name of your mom?"

"Min-"

"Your biological mother."

Yoongi gulped nervously, he wasn't very comfortable with sharing such sensitive information till he felt Taejoon's reassuring grip on his hand. He looked towards him and the latter nodded with a strengthening smile.

"Park Ae Cha," he said, not looking at anyone with Taejoon.

YN's jaw dropped while Ji Hoon cupped his mouth, muffling his gasp.

"Y-You mean the deceased actress?" Ji Hoon asked with subtle haste and curiosity.

The eldest nodded.

"Th- That's not possible," YN mumbled, her face had no expressions, absolutely none. All the colours that once painted her countenance as bright faded in the light of the news.

Yoongi looked back at her, "why is it not possible?"

She gulped and looked away, a tear ran down her cheeks which she instantly wiped off. Hoseok let go of her hand, using his own to pull her closer by her shoulder. Her face was on his chest, pressed lightly when he kissed her hair and then stroked her shoulder to soothe her.

It was a blast of emotions for her. The emotions she was always running away from. The anger, frustration, rage... Longing, desperation and love.

"What's the deal?" Yoongi asked.

"Park Ae Cha is YN's and Ji Hoon's mother," Taejoon responded.

"She is my mother," Ji Hoon blubbered, his eyes wide as the sea's perpetual flow.

"She... She was my mother," he fumbled yet again.

Taejoon inhaled deeply, "As far as my analysis says, Yoongi's dad is actually Ji Hoon's dad. He is biologically, Yoongi's brother."

Yoongi snapped his head towards him, his hand still in his and eyes reflecting disbelief.

"How?" Ji Hoon was perturbed. His family had always been a soft corner for her, a slight touch on it and it shakes him to his very core.

"It's time you know Ji Hoon, about YN's Dad-"

"No!" YN yelled, shoving off Hoseok's hold upon her and sitting up straight, "Shut up Tae... Nothing is coming out now. It's done. We are all leaving to our respective homes. Please."

"Noona I deserve to know the truth," he countered.

"Till when will you run from the truth, sunshine?" Hoseok asked her, looking into her eyes. She bit her lower lip in desolation and shook his head as if pleading to not let it out.

Taejoon gulped, it was more chaotic than what he anticipated. He looked towards Hoseok, asking for his permission and the elder nodded.

He took a deep intake, "You know Hoon, you were always Mr Min's son, but YN's dad came to know about the pregnancy first, so, your mother played along. Mr Kim never knew that Mrs Park was already married to Mr Min. This somehow came in the knowledge of YN and fearing that she would tell her dad regarding the same, Mrs Park pushed her off a cliff."

"What?" Yoongi questioned, shifting his glance towards YN. She closed her eyes, letting the reality sink in, the tears brimming her eyes fell with lightning speed.

Taejoon let out a shuddering breath, "But her dad saved her, unfortunately, he could not make it."

The youngest and the eldest gasped at the news. By now, she was a sobbing mess. Her frame was shaking convulsively taking the load of her silent sobs.

"Then you both were taken in by Mrs Park to Daegu and you met Yoongi. I don't know exactly but I think, Mr Min came to know about the extramarital affair of his wife and that added to the agony of the newly widowed woman and she resorted to suicide." He ended his speech.

YN stood up from Hoseok's embrace and kneeled in front of Ji Hoon and gripped his knees, so she could have a better view of his face. Her watery eyes met with his. She almost flinched at what she saw in them, so much pain.

"Hey, listen here Hoon, it's okay. You're strong, right?" She gently passed.

He sniffled, he didn't want to cry. Pretending to be a mythical man.

He shook his head, "I guess I am not," he mumbled.

Me too. She thought.

Me too. Yoongi thought.

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(A/N : Sorry for the long chapter (╥﹏╥))