Two months later
Maya's POV
It's been a long time since I step foot in the office. Two whole months. Yoongi has been really helpful and thankfully secretive about everything. Finally, after finding an apartment, moving in, and finally settling, I informed a very worried Namjoon that I'll be joining work.
I was engulfed in a huge bear-like hug from Namjoon upon entering our office room.
I kinda feel bad for keeping him in the dark about my whereabouts. After calling him that day while was at the mall, the next call he received from me was three weeks ago, when I told him I found a new place and moved in. He has been with me helping me catch up with everything I missed while I was away. Be it important work or gossip, two hours and I'm already caught up with everything.
"So this thing with the company from India, we need to be our professional best because I need them as our ally. Our company's expansion will move on to the second phase like you and dad always planned."
"Okay boss. I'll be ready with everything. When are we meeting them? And are we flying out or are they flying in?"
"They'll fly in. Apparently, they've heard wonderful stories about Seoul so they were eager on flying in." He says.
"That sounds good. And when is this taking place?"
"Next Friday. Which means we have ten days to prepare ourselves for this."
"That's....... perfect amount of time. This feels nice. Working again." I say, letting a huge sigh escape.
"So how are you now? I rarely heard from you the whole time that you were away."
I looked down, sort of ashamed, I don't know why though.
"I know I kept you in the dark the whole time. Trust me I had my reasons and I was mad at you about Hwasa."
"How are you both now?"
"We are friends now. Not best friends but friends. She was looking down on me after sleeping with you because she knew I liked you and still in her words 'scored' with you before I did so yeah."
"Wow, she's a bigger bitch than I thought." He says, feeling a little shocked I guess.
"Same dude, same. Never thought I'd drift from my best friend because of some dude, in this case, you."
"Okay enough about that. Where did you stay the whole time? Like before you found your new place, where did you stay?" He asks, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"I- er umm I-" I keep on stuttering, not knowing how to tell him about me living with Yoongi for over a month.
"Hey hey hey, what's wrong? Why are you stuttering? I just asked you where you stayed the whole time."
"Don't get mad at what I'm about to say." I warn him.
"I'm sure it wouldn't be that bad. What's with the secrecy?"
"I was living with Yoongi."
"Yeah right," he chuckles before looking at me face filled with seriousness and a hint of worry.
"What did you just say? No, I need to hear you say it again."
"I stayed with Yoongi. Till three weeks ago, when I moved into my new apartment."
I swear his eyes looked like they'll pop out of the sockets. His habit of clenching his jaw, which I find irresistibly hot, is now scaring me.
"Oh my god, this makes sense now. No wonder I saw you outside his house roughly a month back. So let me get this straight. After your house was burnt down, you kept me, one of your closest friends and your boss, in the dark because I slept with your friend, and trusted the one guy I asked you to avoid and stayed with him. For over a month." He says, anger prominent in his voice.
"Yes." My voice is so soft, a whisper would have been louder.
"I can't believe this. I can't believe that you fucking lived with Yoongi while I was worried day and night about you."
"What the hell was I supposed to do? From even before I found my house was gone, he was there for me, being a gentleman, while you were not there. He was the someone I had with me when I saw my house go down in flames because he was gentlemanly enough to put a coat around me and walk me to my house. He helped me through the whole process, the police station visits, apartment hunting, everything." I said, feeling tears well up in my eyes. I need to quit being so damn emotional.
"Wow okay. So what happened when you guys stayed together? I am one hundred percent sure that something happened because I know my brother, and I know he can't keep his hands to himself." He asks, his voice calm but a stern look lingers in his eyes.
"He didn't initiate anything," I say, being the strongest I could at that moment.
"That's just utter bullshit I can't believe you're defending Yoong-"
"Because I did. I initiated whatever happened between us." I cut him off.
He is too shocked to answer.
Taking a bit more than five minutes to wrap his head around what I just said, he walks up from his desk and moves towards me, calmly asking, "And what did happen between the two of you?"
"That's none of your business. We are two independent, responsible, consenting adults and I don't think I owe you an explanation."
Namjoon gripped my arm a pushed me against the door," I asked what happened between the two of you Maya, don't make me repeat myself." He says as his grip on my arm tightens. I wince as his fingers dig into my skin.
"What the fuck did you guys do Maya?!" he screamed loud enough for the whole floor to know.
"We had sex. I lost my virginity to Yoongi. Okay? There you go. I initiated it, and we had sex. Are you happy now?" I say now that he leaves me panting against the door.
"Get out."
"Namjoon I-"
"Maya I'm not taking your job away or anything right now, just get the fuck out. I can't fucking look at you right now."
"Why does this bother you so much?" I ask as tears freely stream down my cheeks.
"You made me feel so bad this whole time, made me guilt trip because I slept with your friend while you were out there shoving Yoongi's dick up you." He spat.
"You are making me feel like a slut right now."
"Then feel like one, I don't give two shits. I asked you to get out."
That was it for me, while my ego was asking me to fight back, I chose my self-respect and packed my things before rushing out of the office.
Running out, I collide with the one person I didn't want Namjoon to meet right now, Yoongi.
"Whoa hey why are you crying?" he asks me softly while cradling me in his arms sitting on the floor.
"I fucked up," I reply.
"What do you mean you fucked up?" He asks, confused as to what I'm saying.
"He knows. He forced it out of me. Namjoon knows." I look at Yoongi with tear-stained eyes.
"No. Tell me that did not just happen." He says before glancing over my arms. "What the hell happened to your arms? Why are they red as if someone gripped them with all the strength they had?"
I say nothing as realization dawns onto him.
"Is this how he forced it out of you? By using his strength?"
"Yoongi it isn't a big deal, really. I'm fine."
"I'll not let him get away with this." He says before standing up, ready to storm away towards Namjoon's office.
"Yoongi please don't. You both have a sibling relationship that I wanted to have with my brother. Don't let me be the reason it breaks. Please. Just let this slide."
"I'll think about it. You go home, I'll text you or maybe come over later. Got that?" He says before storming off.
I'm scared and absolutely have no idea how things will turn out. Both of them are really hot-tempered but they're brothers. I hope nothing too damn drastic takes place.
