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They entered the club and after Jin got used to the darkness, he was in awe. The place was huge. No wonder it was so famous. There were two levels that were connected by stairs. Purple, lilac, white and blue neon lights were smartly placed at the right places throughout the entire club, so they gave enough light while keeping the club in dim darkness at the same time. 

In the back centre of the lower room was a DJ booth. The music was loud, but the beat was so good that Jin had a huge desire to join the river of dancing people. In the very middle of the dance floor was a big circled podium, which was raised high enough so people could see the dancers properly. "The ring" as it was called, was reserved only for the most talented dancers. The place was often visited by talent scouts in search of raw dance talents.

The upper level was made in a U shape and was filled with high tables and sofas near the fence, which overlooked the lower level. The security was situated at the top of the stairs that connected the lower level from the VIP one.

-'' We are at the VIP section now Jin Hyung.'' -  Jimin said - ''That door that we just came in, where Kyungsoo is, is the VIP entrance only. How cool is that.'' - Jimin grinned while still dragging Jin with him.

-'' So those poor people in line outside used the lower entrance?'' - Jin asked and Jimin nodded.

-'' They use the public one.'' - Jimin answered. - '' We, on the other hand, have privileges.''

At that Yoongi passed by them, taking Jimin's hand with him to pull him towards the stairs. 

-'' C'mon oh the privileged one.'' - He said sarcastically. He could feel a smack of a small hand on his back and a laugh. It made him warm inside.

They arrived at the door with the tag "Employees only!" and entered a nice, modern room. No one was there at the moment, so they let themselves in. 

On the left, there was a huge glass wall that looked at the club. A short white sofa was placed at the bottom. In the middle, there was a black office table with a black wall and quite an expensive-looking painting, while the large screen TV decorated the right wall above a stone fountain. The screen zoomed in on "The Ring" dance floor where one dancer, dressed in white, dominated the dance podium.

Jin couldn't stop looking at him. His moves were so enchanting, sexy and sharp, but smooth at the same time.

-'' That's J-Hope.'' - Jimin's voice spoke up. He came to stand on Jin's right. - ''He is one of the best underground dancers of today.''

-'' He is amazing.'' - Jin said and Jimin hummed in agreement. 

Yoongi silently came behind them, his eyes glued to the screen. He leaned in to whisper quietly in Jimin's ear, but Jin could still hear him. -'' You dance way better than him.''

That made Jimin blush and smile shyly, hiding his mouth with his hand. -'' Aish, Hyung. I'm no match for him. His dancing skill are out of this world, and he taught me how to dance, remember?'' - Jimin quickly defended his former dance master, declining the compliment, but Yoongi was relentless.

-'' You dance with more passion.'' - Yoongi insisted, gently touching Jimin's chin.

The rose blush adorned Jimin's cheeks, feeling slightly uncomfortable at this affection. Not knowing what to say to this, he was saved by a new voice in the room.

-'' Well, well...Isn't this night full of surprises?''

They all turned to see a handsome, tall man, in his 20s, with blue grayish hair, grey striped suit and loosen the black tie, standing near the door.

-'' Mingyu Hyung!''  - Jimin jumped and rushed to the man's open arms, hugging him tightly. It was the Kyungsoo effect all over again.

-'' Damn, I have missed you, Chim Chim!'' - Mingyu spoke happily, laughing and hugging the other man.

And again, Yoongi glared at any man that hugged Jimin thus. Still, Jin suspected that this man, Mingyu and Yoongi had a feud that lasts for a long, long time. 

Yoongi was tensed like a spring, so Jin reached to brush his fingers on Yoongi's. That broke the icy glare and draw attention to Jin, looking at him questioningly.

-'' Calm down.''- Jin whispered so only Yoongi could hear. - '' Breathe.''

Yoongi closed his eyes for a second, taking a deep breath. He held it for a few seconds before letting it out in a small exhale. He does that for the second time and felt reason returning to him. The next time he opened his eyes, he was calm.

Jin suddenly became aware of the presence in front of them. He glanced to see who it is and was met with a set of very handsome almond-shaped eyes, with blue-coloured contact lenses.

-'' My my, aren't you a beautiful one.'' - Mingyu said biting his lower lip while smiling. Now that was overly confident. Jin thought, so he decided to answer on the same level.

He arched his eyebrow in mock observation, looking at the man from head to toe, before tilting his chin up, looking at him straight in the eyes and answering. -'' Yes I am.'' 

Mingyu released a genuine laugh at that, utterly amused. -'' A cocky one.'' - He says, glancing at Jimin, and then nudges his chin at Jin. - ''I like him.''

-'' I told you he's great.'' - Jimin said proudly.

-'' I think of myself as more of an honest one.'' - Jin corrected, smiling alluringly.

-'' That's probably true, I stand corrected.'' - Mingyu licked his lip and smiled.

Jin takes one step forward, offering his hand. -'' My name is Jin, you must be Mingyu.''

The man's smile widens into a grin. -'' Obviously.''

Jin scoffs a laugh. -'' Now who's the cocky one?''  

-'' I'm just being honest.'' - Mingyu answered in a flirty way. which made both of them laugh. 

This would be interesting. Jimin thought. Mingyu Hyung is a known player, but maybe he and Jin could have fun.

Knowing that the very pleasant flirting has come to an end, for the time being, Mingyu mentally prepared himself for the fight he undoubtedly had to have in order to go anywhere.

His eyes finally slid to Yoongi, and his face grew serious. -'' Hello, Yoongi.''

-'' It's Suga to you.'' - The drawling voice reminded Mingyu just how big of a jerk an angry Min Yoongi could be.

-'' I see you haven't lost the altitude... Suga.'' - Mingyu said mockingly.

That ruffled Yoongi's feathers in the wrong way, but he curb the urge to bite down.

-'' What? And risk disappointing your sorry rich ass?'' - He answers instead with equal mockery, keeping sarcasm to the highest level. - '' Not for the world, I'm not that kind of man.'' 

Mingyu's sense of humour almost got the best of him at Yoongi's words, as the corners of his mouth dangerously twitched upwards. He always enjoyed good mental fencing and Yoongi was a worthy opponent.

-'' Ah, I knew deep down you still have feelings for me.''  - Mingyu said grinning teasingly. Yoongi glared at him and before he could retort, Mingyu continued. -'' It must be hard to find a mind wordy enough to clash the mental swords with, these days.''

They glared at one another, and Jin thought that they probably have that silent mental duel right now.

-'' Hmm....yes...'' - Mingyu continued, eyes squinching as he observed Yoongi's. It reminded Jin of V's deep soul scan, and he involuntarily shiver.

Mingyu, however, wasn't V. The man's sense of humour was much more prominent than V's ever would be.

-'' Yeah, it definitely is.'' - Mingyu continued. - ''Since you won't be here otherwise.''

Yoongi snorts. -'' You know I can't resist watching you lose when I win.'' -

Mingyu's grin became even wider. -'' Surely, it must be another way around?'' 

-'' Keep telling yourself that, honeybun.'' - He intentionally said the nickname that a certain person often used. 

He knew that this would piss off Mingyu, and he was right since his opponent's face hardened instantly, a smile completely disappearing.

-'' Funny, you went there. I was sure you will, but this soon. Ccc...'' - Mingyu shook his head, as he took a step away from Yoongi, both of his hands in his pants pockets. - ''It surely is sad watching you pulling the last strings of your old glory. Haven't you got signed by some producing company yet? '' - He asks in a mocking tone. - ''Oh, right, you haven't.''

Yoongi's jaw tensed, but he quickly retaliated.  -'' Have you produced any number-one song yet? Oh, wait, no, you haven't.''

Mingyu took a step closer again, gritting his teeth. Yoongi didn't care, just ruthlessly continued torturing him. - ''But surely, there are other songs? No? Oh wow, damned, it must be really difficult.''

Mingyu growled at him. -'' You think you are so damn smart?'' - He yells. - '' I haven't seen you succeed in anything, Yoongi! You are taking fashion pictures for some low paycheck, while you letting your talents go to waste and why, because you are too damn stubborn and proud to let something go and start fresh.''

Yoongi let that smiling sneer. -'' That's deep, coming from the mouth of a nightclub owner.''

-'' We are talking about the owner of the most famous club in the city.'' - Mingyu sneered back.

-'' Yes, for all the money could buy!'' - Yoongi flared at him. 

They grew silent for a few seconds, just scowling at one another, and Yoongi was so tired of this fight, of this anger. He remembers Jin's advice, and closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. 

Once he opened his eyes again they were much calmer, and his voice much gentler. - ''But we both know it's not what you have really wanted now, do we?'' 

That took Mingyu aback. He blinked a few times, opening his mouth, but nothing came out. Yoongi was right, he never wanted this. He wanted to produce music, to write songs. 

-'' We were a team.'' - Yoongi said defeatedly. - '' We were a bloody team, Mingyu. We were on the right path, together.'' - His voice took a harder edge at his next words. -'' You were my best friend! My brother! And you throw everything away because of her!''

Mingyu bowed his head and sighed deeply in resignation. He knew this was coming, so he tried to reason with him. -'' She is not here anymore. She was not here for a long time now.''

-'' I know!'' - Yoongi shouts. - '' She left you, just like I said she would!''

Jin and Jimin just stood on the side, silently observing it all. Neither of them wanted to get involved.

-'' She was using you!'' - Yoongi slapped Mingyu's arm, and the latter groaned. Yoongi ignores it and continues. -'' You didn't want to see it! She took OUR work and OUR dream and gave it to HIM!''

-'' I know!!!'' - Mingyu snapps. - '' I know, Yoongi, I know!!!'' 

He buries his face into his hands. -'' Trust me, I know! I was a fool! I was a fool in love, but fool never the less! I know that now! I know!''

He did love her, but she twisted his love and destroyed him with it, pulling Yoongi down as well in the process. Something that Yoongi never forgave him.

Yoongi hated her with his entire being, but he hated Mingyu more, for being such a stupid fool.

She emptied all of his company bank accounts. Mingyu was the huge idiot who gave his soon-to-be wife his account clearance. Mingyu came from a wealthy family, so he didn't sense the loss of money that much, but he did end up with heartbreak. 

Yoongi, however, was left without his prized possessions - his songs. She stole their work, their music and lyrics and sold it to their biggest competition. When Yoongi realized what she has done, it was too late. Their songs were already on the radio and television stations all over Korea, with other producing and songwriters' names.

The rage took over Yoongi and he went to hers and Mingyu's apartment demanding an explanation, but he only found Mingyu. He was sad and broken, and nearly drunk. Almost every painting, vase, glass, or figurine was broken into pieces. Their framed pictures that used to hang on the wall were now brokenly lying on the ground as well.

If he weren't been so affected by all this, Yoongi might have taken a different approach, but he was furious, so he ranted and shouted his fury at Mingyu.

-'' I can't believe that you are such an idiot! She used you, betrayed you and you still cry over her!''

-'' Yoongi enough!'' - Mingyu started, but Yoongi cut him.

-'' She sold our work to that asshole, who can't write anything good and now he is presenting our songs as his!!! Do you have any idea what it's like to hear your own song on the radio, while someone else took the credit?!?''

-'' I do Yoongi! I've heard it!!! Do you think it doesn't affect me as well as you?! Damn it's worse for me because it was she who has done it! She stabbed me in the back...she...''

-'' I don't give a shit what she has done to you!!!'' - Yoongi cut him again, his temper rising. - ''I've told you a thousand times what bitch she is, but you didn't want to listen, Mingyu! I was your friend since childhood, but you throw everything away because you fell in stupid love with the biggest bitch ever!''

-'' You wouldn't talk like that if you were ever in love Yoongi, so spare me the lecture about love!!!'' - Mingyu snapped at his friend.

-'' After I've seen what love is doing to a smart man, turning him into a damned fool. I rather never feel it!''- Yoongi spat acidly. -'' You turned into a complete fool and guess what, now everyone knows just how big! 

Yoongi probably shouldn't have said that, but alas, he did, and Mingyu punched him in the face.

Yoongi recovered from the shock and strike back with force. They both fell on the small coffee table, crushing it. They fought and growled, each trying to hurt the other, to relieve their own pain and anger. 

When the first wave of fury died, the tiredness and pained knuckles took over and after struggling for a few minutes, wrestling, they broke apart, each lying on their backs, panting, bleeding and groaning in pain. Yoongi stood up, looking at the bruising Mingyu on the floor, his face screwed in pain and Yoongi felt a pang of guilt. He was worried he might have hurt him more seriously.

-'' Did I hurt you much?'' - Yoongi finally asked, but Mingyu spat on him.

-'' As you care!'' - He grunted.

-'' Mingyu!''

-'' Go, just go... I can't look at you right now.''

Yoongi nodded and turned and before he could do anything stupid, he left, slamming the door behind him.

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I hope you enjoyed... Hobi will show up in the next chapter, so stay tuned =)