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“First tell me, what happened of your meeting with Namjoon hyung? Was he surreal as you suspected? Did your doubt on him increased? What did you two talked actually?” Jungkook gestured him to calm down as tried to take proper breaths after gulping down water.

“Jimin-ah, your first love is beyond from the image that he painted. I'll tell you about him and his phase that I saw.” Jimin gasped, his eyes turned sorrowful as he couldn't strip Namjoon out of his kind personality which he grew up seeing and put on different glasses to see him in a way Jungkook saw. “I will tell you but first you need to complete the story about Seokjin.” 

“I will but let's go to your room or here my brother would listen us, he sometimes walks out of house at night, we wouldn't want to get caught bringing up the dead cards. I am not good at pulling all nighter so I will need a whole kettle of tea. I'll go and make some for us.” 

Jimin settled near the hearth of fireplace. Nestled into his thick blanket, fingers around hot cup of tea, but Jungkook refused to get himself any comfortable and sat on the rocking chair, a little far from fireplace, his back restless, eager to know everything about rest of seokjin's story.

“After Seokjin was sent to his parents' house.” Jimin began. “Taehyung didn't tell them about the problem and heartbreak his wife caused him. He wanted to blame and shout at his wife's parents, break their dream of his son happily married and flowing in smooth life by flipping the dirty cards of Seokjin, point the blaming finger on their poor upbringing but couldn't bring himself to. He quietly left his wife unheartily there and rode away. He didn't properly meet me or Joon hyung too. Very distant he turned after that, refusing all good as he was below under sorrow of separation from Seokjin.”

“Why did you bring Namjoon with you at Seokjin’s maiden house?” Jeon had to ask detail of anything that would include Namjoon.

“Namjoon hyung offered me ride, but as soon I said him about Taehyung breaking Seokjin apart from him and leaving him back to his old home, hyung was worried that it might cause another heavy problems to their marital life, Seokjin can get brutal lashes from their parents for doing something that is shameful yet not known the reason behind it. He came with me to explain him before Taehyung discloses it to them and creates crack between Jin and his parents. Good thing Taehyung was soft hearted and couldn't say to them. Joon hyung was relieved too.”

What image I witnessed today of Kim Namjoon is far different from what Jimin is saying. Was he putting up an act to whatever bitter was to come?’ 

“Then?” Jungkook asked, leaning towards Jimin who sat in front of  him. His fluffy hairs shone bright brown due to burning fire in fireplace reflected on his dark hairs.

“Then a week flew by like a silent, cold, lonely wind. Seokjin staying there and Taehyung bundled up at his office, refusing home. He do would come home for a minute or two to take something important from his study room, ask me related to myself and studies, Namjoon or our house. Dashing back out, sighing sadly as his and Seokjin's room would come into his sight, he wouldn't step inside.”

Though Taehyung intended to keep Seokjin away from him at his parents' home and keep the secret closed till Jin decides to finally say it to him and write him letter, Taehyung would rush to him and bring him back, listen to him and forgive him no matter however twisting the truth shall be.

But, Taehyung’s closed mouth couldn't save Seokjin from his parents who were unknown to his actions but were now awared as the maids of our house, the old neighbors of Seokjin,  they spilled it out in front of group of wenches at the bakery near Jin's house.

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