“What you mean by marriage?!”

Myungjun flinches at the loud voice almost planting his face into the soup he was trying to drink in peace until Taehyung announced that he had an important announcement during dinner.

“Why are you talking about marriage? And so soon?” a calmer voice asks, upsetting Myungjun internally. He groans quietly knowing his food was not going to digest properly.

“I think I am old enough to get married” Taehyung replies with his parents shaking their heads.

Did Taehyung really think they were going to agree to that and so easily?

“Tae dear..” Their mother calls out softly. “..Seokjin isn't married yet, Myungjun isn't married, we can't allow you to get married. Even though namjoon and Seokjin have been together for three years now, they still haven't talked about marriage..”

Myungjun raises a brow. Seokjin and Namjoon? He thought they had broken up.

“Like I said I am old enough to get married if I want to or not. My marriage period shouldn't be tied to the ages of my brothers. We will all get married when we want to and mine is now” Taehyung says, in a very composed manner. No spite. No air of disrespect. He was simply, relaxed.

Their parents share a brief look before nodding. “Okay..but..we have to meet this person you are going to marry. Allow us get to know him or her and we will give you our blessings..sounds good?” his mother says as Taehyung slowly nods.

His dad shakes his head. He wasn't going to give him his blessings. For heaven's sakes he was sure his son didn't know anything about marriage. He didn't even know how to talk to them all properly, how was he going to adjust in marriage? He'd be divorced on the wedding night.

“so..myungjun..” his mother begins as he pauses his action to stare at her.

“hm?”

“You should get a Boyfriend or girlfriend soon”

He was tempted to snicker but instead, he simply nods, turning back to dinner to finish it quickly. He just downloaded a new book, he needed to read, tonight.

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The bell rings as myungjun finally stops pacing, heading towards the door to open it and in all his glory stood the one person he had expected to see all morning.

He was dressed in ripped jeans, a timberland, a causal tee shirt and a jacket. His hair unlike the other days wasn't styled today. He looked good.

“Take a picture, it would last longer” Jinwoo winks with Myungjun scoffing.

“Thanks but I don't want viruses on my phone” he replies, with Jinwoo chuckling at the boy's sarcasm.

Jinwoo enters the house, the door closing behind him. He had only seen part of the house in Taehyung's pictures and videos on his Insta- Story but knowing Taehyung was a rich kid, he wasn't surprised by how expensive it looked but that wasn't what got to him, what got to him was the fact that he was only seeing his ex-boyfriend's house for the first time and they weren't even together.

“So what do you drink? Juice? Tea? Chia? Coffee? Soda? Yoghurt..” he lists with an amused Jinwoo. They had all of that in their house?

“water” jinwoo simply replies with Myungjun nodding, remembering the day he ordered water at their first meeting.

“Make yourself at home, I'll go get some for you” he says, leaving the large sitting room and heading towards the kitchen to get jinwoo a glass of water.

“is anyone else home?” Jinwoo suddenly asks as Myungjun places the glass of water in front of Jinwoo.

“Taehyung is not home if you're asking. Himself and Seokjin have classes today..” myungjun mentions, taking a seat on the far corner of the couch he was sharing with Jinwoo.

“So....” Jinwoo clears his throat. “..I got your text and I'm glad that you know I can help. I don't want to also believe that Taehyung is getting married because he said himself that he doesn't see a future with anybody..”

Myungjun's heart breaks at the revelation.

What did His brother mean by 'not seeing a future with anybody?'

“What are you talking about?” he quirks his brows at a sighing Jinwoo.

“Taehyung broke up with me”

What?! Myungjun wanted to scream.

Taehyung did not break hearts...but then how would he even know? the boy never told them anything going on with him.

“Why? Why did my brother call it quits with you?” a curious Myungjun questions with Jinwoo shaking his head.

“To be honest, I also don't know. We were doing fine and one day, he calls me to break up with me, I wish I could tell you more but I think you should understand that there are some things your brother would like to tell you himself.. ” Jinwoo explains with Myungjun nodding.

He understood and he respected Jinwoo for his integrity. For respecting his brother and keeping his love life a secret. He may not have known why Taehyung and Jinwoo dated but he was sure that they were both happy together.

“Myungjun..” he hears Jinwoo say.

“You..myungjun.. That's all he ever talked about when we were together. I remember how he would be tempted to shred those letters you would bring them and throw them in the waste bin but he couldn't because of you. I also remember how he wished you would see yourself the way he saw you...”

Myungjun's pulse starts to increase, his heart beating rapidly against his ribcage as he listens intently to Jinwoo's words.

“you..” jinwoo let out a soft chuckle. “..he really looks up to you. He would sometimes wish he could have what you had.. this freedom.” jinwoo sighs with Myungjun's heart clenching at the soft words. “Tae wasn't wrong though..”

He raises his gaze to meet Myungjun's own.

Myungjun gawks at the sight. “W-wasn't wrong a-about what?” he couldn't believe he was stuttering.

“Beautiful. He was right about that. Kim Myungjun is stunningly beautiful..” Jinwoo says in a whisper, both boys gazing intently at each other as they held in their breaths.

Myungjun scans Jinwoo's eyes for any ingenuity but there is none and even if there was, Jinwoo was good at hiding it.

His eyes flickers to his lips. He knew it was wrong but he couldn't help it. It was in the heat of the moment. His mind was racing and his body was suggesting ideas he didn't want to take part it.

He feels the couch tilt and see Jinwoo attempting to shorten the gap between the.. His breathe hitches, wondering if all of this was truely happening.

Myungjun wonders, is Jinwoo going to kiss him?

He couldn't. He was in love with brother. Park Jinwoo was still in love with Kim Taehyung.

“Myungjun-ah...” he hears the soft whisper of Jinwoo's voice against his ears and by this time Myungjun was sure he no longer knew how to breathe.

“Hm?” his lips trembles.

“Your doorbell has been ringing for a while now..” Jinwoo says, leaning away from Myungjun whose eyes widens. He quickly jumps out of the couch almost hitting Jinwoo in the process.

“Y-yeah” he composes himself, leaving the sitting room while heading for the door as Jinwoo chuckles at the cute act.

Kim Myungjun was undeniably cute.

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