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It's Over

"C'est ridicule! J'en peux plus. I can't even have my coffee in peace without having to hear about the new power couple of Holo."

Yoongi's fingers danced away on the keyboard of the computer as he listened to his dear friend and secretary complain about his day.

"Hmmm..." Yoongi hummed in mild interest as he prompted his friend to continue.

"It's so annoying! Do these people not have anything else to gossip about?" Seokjin threw his hands in the air in exasperation as he ranted. Yoongi watched the elder from the corner of his squinted eyes as he mused. "Is that so?"

"Yeah, and they won't ever shut up! Like it's been what? Two weeks! It's old news!" Jin exclaimed from the couch in Yoongi's office where he sat slumped down, his legs on the coffee table. Seokjin could forget all his manners when he was frustrated. Yoongi took a break from his typing. "You just want a place to enjoy your coffee in peace. Is that it?"

"Yes! Is that too much to ask for?"

He looked to his secretary. "I know a place where you can have your coffee in silence."

Seokjin sat upon his couch narrowing his eyes, "Where?"

Yoongi looked straight at him. "The place below the west wing balcony. It's quite isolated. No one goes there in the afternoon. Perhaps you should try going there." He suggested nonchalantly.

"Below the west wing balcony?" Seokjin repeated, contemplating the idea.

"Yep."

"Hmm, I'll check it out."

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Han Jaehwa sat on the dusty ground below the west wing balcony, her fingers massaging her temples trying to see if that would help ease the mild migraine that was making its way there.

Sahan was using her. He was taking advantage of her and she didn't know. All of it was a ploy of her dear employer and Jaehwa didn't know how to feel. There were a million different thoughts running through her mind. It was confusing. She didn't feel like going along with his plan anymore. She didn't feel like doing anything. But what could she do? It wasn't as if she could refuse.

Her migraine intensified at the thought of it and she groaned in pain. "Ugh! What have I gotten myself into?"

Distinct slurping sounds, typically what a straw would make when the liquid in the container had almost run out, reached her ears and Jaehwa looked up confused. Who's that? No one was supposed to be there. 

Jaehwa regretted looking up as soon as she did. For it was just who she didn't ever want to face standing right there.

Kim Seokjin stood there leaning against the wall as he slurped on the straw of the now empty coffee cup making that annoying slurping sound.

Slurp... slurrp

Her eyes grew wide and she stiffened at the sight. Seokjin didn't move as he stood there staring back at her, expressionless. No one made a move, well except for Jin making that infuriating noise by continuously sucking at the empty coffee cup. A minute passed. Another minute passed. A minute turned to two or three. No one moved.

Finally, Seokjin looked down at his coffee cup as he spoke, "Oh." Looking back at her he remarked. "It's over."

Throwing the paper cup into a garbage can at the distance he walked away wordlessly.

Something in her told Jaehwa that he wasn't just talking about his coffee.

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C'est ridicule! J'en peux plus.- It is ridiculous! I'm so done!