Jinwoo casually, drums his hands against the steering wheel, humming to a song in his head when he sees eunwoo staring sadly at myungjun as he leaves work for the day.

Jinwoo had to admit, a part of him was bothered that eunwoo had the boldness to ask his Bestfriend out but another part was impressed that he did.

It was 'over whelming’, if Jinwoo had to to describe the feeling.

The straight friend confessing to his bi-bestfriend was overwhelming cause then you'd have to ask, how? When? What? Three important questions for the foundation of any relationship.

How-

was it is possible that eunwoo fell in love with Myungjun? They do not exactly belong in the same equation.

When-

did Eunwoo start to like Myungjun? Three years, four or perhaps- ten years? Eunwoo couldn't have just developed feeling for him now.

What-

the hell was Eunwoo thinking, kissing his Bestfriend before a proper confession? The books must have lied to Eunwoo cause no one in real life will be dumb enough to fall in love with someone because of a kiss..

Real-life is prove that Sleeping Beauty is one misleading fairytale.

“He won't be joining us again?” jinwoo asks, revering the engine of the vehicle as myungjun sits comfortable, his gaze hardening whilst watching eunwoo lock up the coffee shop.

“Just drive” he mutters, peeling his gaze away from Eunwoo. It was hard having to deal with Eunwoo's shenanigans at work. His Bestfriend was lying when he said he planned on making him, myungjun, fall in love with him. it was a Stupid idea and myungjun knew how it was all going to end.

Badly. Like another tragic movie, like another Shakespearean tragedy.

Eunwoo would be heartbroken, then he would do something as stupid as trying to forget 'myungjun' by getting a girlfriend, who in turn would get pregnant for Eunwoo then he ended up getting married at such a young age, kisses his dreams of going into music goodbye and lives in regret for the rest of his life.

Myungjun chuckles bitterly to himself. This is why people shouldn't watch terrible television series.

A troubling sigh escapes his lips, the breezy wind, cooling down the heat in his head. To be honest, myungjun just couldn't deal with Eunwoo's confessions. He had Taehyung's issue to deal with, he couldn't afford to be sidetracked.

“You could quit you know..?” jinwoo shrugs, his vehicle casually running down the road.

Myungjun shakes his head. Never. He liked working at the coffee house. “If anyone's going to be quitting, it would be Sarah why? Because she can't handle the damn coffee machine and its not that complicated!”

Jinwoo bursts into a hearty laugh, as he chucks his head to the side, to steal a glance at myungjun's expression.

He wasn't angry but he did not look excited either.

“I know you don't like to talk about it but one day Mj, you are going to have to face the truth” jinwoo tells the boy beside him.

“and what is this Truth?” the older inquires, popping a lollipop into his mouth.

Jinwoo sighs, hands gripping the steering tightly. “That your Bestfriend has fallen in love with you and that you might possibly lose him for that..”

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Really?

Myungjun stares at the GYM-HOUSE like it was the forbidden castle, people tell you not to enter and who the hell names a GYM-HOUSE, TheChickMagnet? How do you even call women 'chicks'? To Myungjun that was just being disrespectful.

The door opens before myungjun could even reach out to it, a tall boy dressed in all-black apparels stood infront of him like he was the freaking grim reaper.

Clothes- black.

Shoes- black

Skinny jeans -Black

Hair- Black

Studs- bl- oh wait, those were white.

Seokjin, myungjun knows would have called this boy the devil but myungjun knew better that for this bunny looking person, the colour black was simply a concept.

“Are you going to move?” the boys sniggers, annoyed.

Myungjun steps aside before the boy's hand kisses his face. He had to admit, the boy looked more buff in real life than in his pictures. He was intimidating as hell, its no surprise he was Yoongi's ex.

“Fucking Idiot..” the boy cusses, walking away when myungjun chases after him, confidently grabbing unto the boy's hands not caring if he was going to get hit.

The pain won't matter when he gets Taehyung out of whatever mess he was in.

“Do you really have a death wish?” the boy snarls, yanking his wrist free from Myungjun's grip.

myungjun remains unmoved. “You know yoongi?”

The boy shoots Myungjun a curious glance, the gaze in his eyes finally softening. “who's asking?”

“Me” Myungjun utters, dryly.

“and who are you?” the grim-reaper looking boy inquires, his eyes sizing up the older for clues, anything.

“Kim myungjun...” Myungjun clears his throat. “kim Taehyung's older brother and soon to be brother-in-law to min yoongi”

The boy scoffs, crossing his arms as he looks sideways. Myungjun managed a grin. Park Jimin was right. Yoongi and Jungkook must have dated. The look in the Jungkook's eyes seems to have said it all.

“So..what are you doing here? If you came to deliver wedding invitations, you have sincerely wasted your time” he groans.

Myungjun shakes his head. “Can we talk?” he pauses, to carefully scan Jungkook's expression. “I also don't want them to get married. So I'll need your help..”

“why?” a confused Jungkook asks.

Myungjun shrugs, pocketing his hands into his jean. “Because I can't bare to watch my brother make the biggest mistake of his life..”

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“so let me get this straight..” myungjun shifts uncomfortably on the office chair he is seated on in Jungkook's father office.

“...yoongi didn't tell you why he broke up with you?”

Jungkook nods. “It was odd, you know? He texted me to meet up one day and just told me it was over.” a chuckle proceeds out of his lips. “It felt so unreal, I didn't want to believe yoongi would that...no explanation given..no excuses..nothing..”

It took a while for myungjun to process. It was the same way Taehyung ended things with Jinwoo. No explanation as to why, they just break up, like that.

It was almost as if they were both forced to do it. Yoongi, Taehyung... Jimin mentioned that they were bestfriends...and of course myungjun wasn't stupid..

He could see it that both boys didn't love each other so why? Why did they choose friendship over love?

“Protection..” Jungkook answers, as If he had read the older's thoughts.

“what..what do you mean by pr-” his voice is low and soft.

Jungkook sighs, taking out his phone from pocket. Clicking on an Email, he opens it to show myungjun who in confusion, collects the device, peering at it.

“This...” his eyes widen as he stares at the content. “..this is an exported WhatsApp chat between Taehyung and yoongi..how did you get it?”

Jungkook smiles, shaking his head. “Min yoongi himself sent it to me”

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