Yoongi's POV-

"And you're sure he is okay if I'm there?" I ask Yeol as we walk back to my studio.

"Yoongs, he is the one that told Mrs Jeon you should be there."

I still don't think what he's saying is true. I've hurt his feelings so many times. I am just beyond embarrassed and ashamed of how Kook and myself reacted that night. Ever since that night I've been avoiding.

"Yeol, I don't even know what I will say to him. I'm just so-"

I stop dead in my tracks when we walk around the corner and my studio comes into view.

There sat on the floor, leaning against my door is Taehyung with his legs crossed, a cup of tea in one hand while the other is brought up to his face as he looks at his fingernails.

His brows look to be furrowed slightly and his lips are pouted out as he inspects his hand in front of him. He looks like a child. Cute. Innocent. Maybe he is in a good mood...?

Who am I kidding. I doubt it. I wouldn't be. We treated him like an expendable member of our little team when he is actually the one who runs the whole thing.

In this moment I have never wanted to run away from a situation so badly.

I don't know how, maybe I've voiced the idea out loud and not realized it, but Yeol somehow knew what I was thinking because I feel him take a small step to his left so that he is just enough behind me. He had put himself right where he can block a clear path away from where we're headed.

Suddenly I have to gasp for air as I have been holding my breath without realizing it. The sound of my gasp must've been loud enough for him to hear because Taehyung raises his eyes to where Yeol and I are standing a few meters up the hall.

He stands up slowly, and thankfully his eyes aren't on me and are instead seem to be above me on Yeol.

Suddenly I feel a hand softly on my back before he begins to press gently as he starts to walk me to my studio and I am still so shocked to see Taehyung that I am unable to fight the coaxing.

I am led all the way to my studio until I am stopped in front of Taehyung. I probably look ridiculous. I can feel that my mouth is hanging open slightly and my eyebrows are raised as high as they will go.

Taehyung confirms this theory when he begins to chuckle which causes me to crash my brows together instead.

"We need to talk." He says with an amused smirk as he brings his cup up to his lips and takes another sip.

"Y-yeah..." I manage to get out.

His face looks completely different then he did when I first saw him. How can someone go from looking like a harmless puppy to an incredibly powerful, emotionless man in a matter of seconds.

He looks up at Yeol and nods. I keep my confused expression on my face as I turn to look up at Yeol behind me as well. He smiles at me and then at Taehyung before he excuses himself.

I turn back to Taehyung, taking a step around him to get my door unlocked. I step inside and hold the door for him to walk passed me, which he does.

Once we're inside, instead of moving to sit on my couch he sits at my desk chair and wheels it so it's closer to the coffee table so he can set his cup down before he leans back into the chair, folding his arms.

I stand there awkwardly until I move to sit on my couch.

I really wish Yeol was here. I would really love a buffer in this situation. Then I remember Kook is here, which is even better My face brightens at the realization and I am about to make the suggestion that I'll go get him, but Taehyung speaks first.

"I already talked to Koo. I just have you left."

"Fuck." I say under my breath.

He laughs at my reaction and unfolds his arms. He looks much more relaxed. And he had somewhat done away with the over confident smirk he had before.

"Will it be okay if I see Koo this week? I probably should have asked you earlier, but I saw him before you and I just kind of came out with the offer."

"T-That's fine." I answer slowly. "I'm sure he was ecstatic when you brought it up."

"He was, as was I. I missed him."

I'm going to try my damndest to keep us talking about Kook for as long as possible.

"I would say he missed you, but that's a very large understatement. He has been incredibly upset. Inconsolable some nights. Jimin said he had some crazy plan to go and look for you on the campus tomorrow. Did he tell you about that?"

He nods with a small smile. "Yes. That's one of the reasons why I came today. I didn't think it was a good idea for him to be around such a large crowd and I knew that he wasn't going to be talked out of it. He's so fucking stubborn."

I chuckle a little at that. "That is an understatement as well. Was he with Namjoon when you saw him?"

"He was in his studio but Namjoon left so I could talk to him. It's good that he made up with Jin and Namjoon, wouldn't you agree?"

No. I think to myself immediately. But it was his decision and if it makes him happy I support him.

"Yes. It's good that he won't have to have that burden anymore." I pull my lips into a tight smile.

He studies my face with narrowed eyes before he speaks.

"You don't have to forgive them just because he did... Just like how I don't have to forgive you just because I forgave Koo."

He's absolutely right.

"And I won't blame you if you don't."

"You won't blame me for something?" He scoffs. "What a nice deviation from how our interactions have been going as of late. Now we just need to get the accusations under control."

My shoulders slump at his tone. I hate this. I hate feeling so small in front of someone, whether I put myself in the situation or not.

"I know you feel guilty Yoongi. Which you should, but I actually came to talk to you about our meeting that will be coming up. Not the night you and your boyfriend ambushed me."

Yeah, I'm not going to be getting forgiven any time soon.

"O-okay."

"Did Chanyeol tell you that you're invited to attend?"

"Yes he did. He also said that it was your suggestion. Thank you."

"Hyuk wanted it to just be Chanyeol, Mrs Jeon and myself and I thought- well it's not even a question of what I thought, you should be there. There's no reason why you shouldn't. This has affected you more than anyone."

"That's debatable." I scoff quietly.

I don't know if he's trying to patronize me or not, but if anyone has suffered the most it's him.

"You will be coming won't you?"

"Of course."

"Good." He nods as he picks up his cup from the table and stands up from the chair.

"Are you leaving?" I look up at him surprised.

"Unless you have anything else to say."

"I have a lot to say. Sit down please."

"Yoongi, if you are going to apologize please just save it. I know you feel guilty and I know you feel bad. I'm not as upset anymore. In fact, your reaction when you saw me softened my heart for you a lot.

"You don't have to be nervous with me. Don't think that my not being as mad is me forgiving you, but rest at least a little bit assured that I'm not as mad. And I plan on talking to you now." He smiles. "That's good right?"

I nod, still very confused but happy with the news, I guess? I stand up as well as he walks to the door.

"We don't have a time yet, but I will tell you as soon as we do have one, if Chan doesn't beat me to it."

He presses the code for my door and opens it to leave. He knows my code?!

"How do you know my passcode?"

"I'm your assistant, Yoongi. Chan knows it and he trained me. He gave it to me in case I needed it."

"So," I tilt my head with my brows crashed together, "Why were you waiting outside? Why didn't you just come in to wait for me?"

"Wouldn't want to ambush you." He shrugs. "Anyway, good night."

He smiles before turning to leave.

"Good night." I mumble before I close the door softly.