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Two Yoongis?

PRESENT

Taehyung didn't know how to react to what Jungkook had told him. It sounded so casual coming from him. And rightfully so. What did he know about Yoongi? But Taehyung knew more than he could tell.

Someone named Min Yoongi had been found dead in the apartment block where he lived. He didn't want to believe it. His had twelve wings. Each wing had eighteen floors and every floor had three flats. It came to a total of 648 flats. How many people did Taehyung know? Fourteen. How many of them did he interact with? Probably three. Even if there was a Min Yoongi in his building he wouldn't have known. But there could be many Min Yoongis in all over Busan. He didn't want to connect the two incidents: one, the Yoongi he knew not responding to his messages; and, second, the death of his namesake in his building. Of course, the Yoongi he knew didn't live in the same building as him. If he did live here then why did he lie to him about living on Park Road with his husband? Most importantly, Yoongi and he were in love with each other. He wasn't a one-night stand from whom he would have wanted to keep his life a secret. In fact, if he had lived so close to him, the proximity would've helped their love story.

Taehyung thought of number of possibilities all through the night, and each time, in his mind, he found a way to convince himself that the one who died was not the Yoongi he knew. He was sure his Yoongi was caught in circumstances beyond his control and hence wasn't able to message or call him back.

He couldn't sleep that night and kept tossing and turning.

The next morning, Jungkook cooked his favourite English breakfast, but noticed he was unusually quiet while having it.

'Is it that bad?' Jungkook asked.

'Hmm?'

He understood he was lost in thought.

'What happened, baby?' Jungkook sat next to him. He placed a peck on his temple.

'The usual.' Taehyung quipped.

Jungkook grasped his hand and said, 'You looked all right last night. Anything happened between then and now? You want to tell me something?'

The warmth of his hand made him choke with emotion but he stifled his reaction. I'm in love with another man. I was about to leave and disappear with him to start a new life. It wasn't like I was just contemplating the step. I would have gone ahead if the man, Yoongi, had not asked me to wait for some more time. Not because my love for you and Yoongi isn't genuine. I should've known as a grownup that love has its own place while life's priorities have their own. And duties and responsibilities always comes first.

'Just work,' was all Taehyung could say.

'How are things with you?' He asked, attempting to change the topic which was getting unbearable for him to talk on.

'Same old. At least some of the recent cases are interesting otherwise I would have missed you even more.' Jungkook said, squeezing his hand affectionately. He gave him a smile which could have had more warmth, be thought. Sitting in front of him, he realized how wrong his decision to leave him had been. He wouldn't have been able to redeem himself after that. And yet he had been ready to do it. He had almost done it. He was disappointed with himself. How could he be so impulsive and downright stupid about it all? He quickly finished his breakfast and got up. He knew he was avoiding him, but he needed time. He couldn't just pretend that everything was okay. Nor could he confess. He needed some space to process it all and find a justification for his stupidity. Moreover, if Yoongi turned up tomorrow with a different date for their disappearance, would he still go?