Namjoon sighed as he rested his elbow against his desk, somewhat zoned out. It had been a while since he had sat behind this desk. He had been so caught up in what was going on with his friends that he had forgotten all about that looming stack of work until Seokjin called up and demanded it be worked on. Of course, Namjoon complied and found himself here, bored as hell with a barely completed workload that Seokjin said would take far longer than it actually did. His mind was just in another place. Jungkook and Yoongi.

What the hell were they doing to him? He had only ever liked one person before, but these two changed everything. It scared him how his heart pounded whenever he got close to them. How his breathing became uneven when he saw their smiles. How he grinned stupidly at the mere thought of them, like how he was grinning now and receiving that knowing and judging look from his friend across from him.

Namjoon waved shyly and Seokjin shook his head before returning to writing whatever it was that was on his computer. How had he managed to get himself into such a place? He was crushing on people all over again, and not just any people, but his friends. He had a crush on his two friends. The last time he had had a crush on a friend, it hadn't ended well. What if this little crush he had developed ruined everything they had? It was possible. He had seen friendships ripped apart over something as little as a crush. He didn't want that. If anything, he'd rather give up the shot he had at being romantically involved with them than lose them entirely. They were far too important to him for him to go and take huge risks that could potentially cause him to lose them. He wasn't going to have another romantic relationship strip him of all the things he loved and cared about.

Even if he did confess, how would they feel about him confessing to both of them? Namjoon had heard of poly relationships, he'd even seen a few, but he'd never once thought that that could be him. That he'd one day end up in a situation where he couldn't just choose one guy and wanted them both equally. If you were to have approached him a day before, hell, maybe even a few minutes before he met Jungkook and Yoongi and asked him if he'd ever consider being in a poly relationship, he would've said no. It would've been far too out there for the salmon haired. He was still greatly hung up over Baekhyun and was sure that he was not enough for any one, more so two people.

Now, he still had his doubts, but if he even thought that he had a chance, he would take it. What if he didn't actually like them like he thought he did? He could easily be misinterpreting their friendship for romantic feelings. It happened more often than not. He had seen it happen to friends and it could easily happen to him. I mean, who wouldn't feel their heart stutter or their stomach's butterflies flutter around when they saw the two boys. They were two very attractive guys. It was kind of hard not to feel those little things. He wished they would go away so he could look at his two friends like he normally would. So he wouldn't think about them holding him tight or their lips on his.

How would it even work? Most polygamous relationships don't work out. He didn't want to risk his relationship with them over something which could easily fall apart. He would rather give up what would make him happy than lose them, anything, and that thought kept running through his head, holding him back.

"Is something wrong with you?" Seokjin asked.

"N-No-"

"Namjoon-ah. I know you. What's going on?"

Namjoon bit his lip, "Hyung, how did you know that you were in love?"

"With Jimin?"

Namjoon nodded.

"Well," Seokjin readjusted in his seat, "It started with me noticing all these things about him. How he liked his sandwiches without the crust. How he becomes clingy when he's tired. How he taps his finger when he's stressed or just bored. How he readjusts things around him ever so slightly when he's flustered." Seokjin swooned a little in his seat, "I could keep going on and on. I know that a lot of people might find somethings about him annoying but I love them all. Every single little quirk he has, I love. Sometimes, I'll make him flustered just so I can watch him reposition that bear sculpture he has on his fireplace mantle. The second I see him I feel all these butterflies erupt in movement in my stomach. It's like I'm a kid crushing on someone all over again." Seokjin smiled somewhat hazily before turning his gaze to his friend, "Joon-ah, is something going on?"

Namjoon was experiencing the same thing that Seokjin was and had, and it scared him. It was easy to push it off as nothing, it made it so much easier to just remain friends with them. What was he supposed to do now? He was hoping to disprove himself for the sake of not feeling weird around his two friends who he now knew for sure that he was crushing on. "I-I don't know what to do, hyung. I think I like them, but I-I don't know. I don't want to."

"Why not?"

"I... I'm scared, hyung. What if it doesn't work out, or-or what if they don't want to be with me like that? What if I ruin it all? I don't want to lose them, hyung. I really don't."

"You know, when I first started realizing that I liked Jimin, I had the same concerns. He meant so much to me. I just, I couldn't lose him. I thought that I could just bury my feelings, avoid them, like you are. However, after a while, I realized that I couldn't just be friends with him. It's like, the more you try and suppress it, the more it will simmer up to the top. So," Seokjin sighed, "I just confessed one day. Of course, he was a bit surprised, but it did go well, as you know, but I was still scared as crap beforehand that he would reject me, maybe even hate me. You never know how they're going to feel about you and each other, Namjoon. Have faith in yourself."

"I'm sorry for stressing, hyung. It's just, Baekhyun has had a hold on me ever since he left me and I don't know if I'll ever be able to not ever have him looming over my shoulder."

"I know, you have every right to stress, but the only way to get rid of it is to challenge it."

Namjoon nodded, "You're right, you're right."

Seokjin bit his lip, "You know Yoongi's working, right?"

Namjoon nodded.

"Then go on."

"Wait, what?"

"You don't have to say anything confession wise, but, just talk to him."

Namjoon sighed, "Okay."

Seokjin smiled softly, "Good luck."

Namjoon smiled back and shakily opened the office door. There the mint haired was. Holding a tray of coffees and smiling at some customers that he'd just served. That beautiful smile. The smile faded slightly as he turned around and started towards the counter. As if noticing he was being watched, Yoongi turned his attention to where Namjoon was standing. His gummy smile shined brightly as he noticed who the person was that was watching him. The butterflies in his stomach went insane at the sight of that gorgeous smile. He felt his nerves building up as Yoongi stepped closer. And without even realizing it, he found himself back in his office with the door closed in front of him.

"Are you okay?" Seokjin asked.

"No," Namjoon groaned as he ran over to his desk, "I'm an idiot, Hyung. He smiled and I ran."

"Hey, hey, calm down. It's okay-"

"No, it's not! I completely embarrassed myself in front of him. Gah! Why do I have to be so dumb?"

"Namjoon-ah, you're in love. The little things have a way with making you feel dumb."

"Then I don't want to be in love. I don't want to avoid them and I don't want to feel dumb."

"You can't have both."

"I know," Namjoon groaned, "Did you think that I didn't know that?"

Seokjin sighed, "How about this, you just take a day to think, okay? Text him and say you're sick and just think about this. Get it all figured out. I'll let you off the hook just this once."

"O-Okay, hyung, thank you."

"No problem."

Namjoon pulled out his phone and tried to turn the device on, "Always at the worst time. The stupid thing is dead." He waved the dark screen phone in the air out of frustration.

"Charge it and then send it, it'll be okay. I promise."

"Alright, I'm trusting you."

Seokjin gave the younger male an oddly suspicious smile in return, "Good."

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So, MOTS7, how are we all doing? It smacked me right upside the head, I forgot when it would be released lol I like it, though it sounds a lot more American styled than I was expecting.
You know, it was only after I'd written Baekhyun in as the antagonist that I remembered, he's my bias in EXO. (A/N Sehun and Chanyeol now :) )
Thank you all for reading and I'll see you next week!