Bittersweet

6

Mari fiddles with her cute frilly head band that matched her dress. It was very last second, but Namjoon's previous flower girl had gotten sick so without any other options, asked Yoongi if Mari could stand in. The noirette was shocked to say the least, but honered that Namjoon had asked. Mari looked so freaking cute, Yoongi probably had to free storage on his phone just to take more and more pictures. Yoongi paused gushing at his little girl to fix his own suit.

He wore a form fitting light blue vest and slacks combo, white dress shoes on his feet to complete the look. The noirette's hair was slicked back, reminding him of the times armies went crazy for it in his Bangtan days. Yoongi smirked and strode away from the mirror with confidence. He hadn't felt this confident in a long time. The man stops his daughter from fiddling with her head band more and takes her hand to walk out the door.

They had to arrive a little early so Mari would practice walking down the aisle. Watching Mari walk down it pretending to throw the flowers made Yoongi emotional. It makes him realize that soon enough, Mari wouldn't just be a flower girl but instead a bride herself. He watches her play with the other kids of guests that were required to arrive early. A hand is on his shoulder suddenly, Yoongi flipped around to find Namjoon's best man grimacing at him.

"Hey, everything okay?" Yoongi asks as he takes in the other's expression.

"I think you should talk to Namjoon," The blond says softly. "Seems like he's having a crisis and well, I feel like he'd like to have you around."

"Oh, I'll go talk to him then."

The man shows him where Namjoon is, a back room of one of the hotel's storage buildings. It was cleared out so in case in rained or if anyone didn't want to stay outside any longer they could go in there. Yoongi walked urgently, feeling like Namjoon needed him. When he opened the door Namjoon was sitting on a chair, facing away from him. Namjoon turned at the sound of the door opening and shutting, slumping over when he saw it was the elder.

"Hey." Yoongi greets, going to sit on the desk beside Namjoon.

"Hey, hyung."

"What's got you so down that your best man had to fetch me huh?" Yoongi asks, lightly as to ease the tension.

"I don't know if this is the right decision." Namjoon confesses, just as Yoongi suspected.

"What makes you say that?" Yoongi asks.

"I don't know, Beom says it's just me having second thoughts but it's something I've been feeling for a while," Namjoon says, the words spilling out now. "Eun is a good person and I love her so much but...I just...I did something terrible and I can't stop thinking about it."

"What happened?"

"I slept with Seokjin."

Yoongi couldn't help but squawk and clumsily get off the desk he was sitting on, almost flailing to the ground. He couldn't believe the bombshell Namjoon just dropped. He had so many questions but his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat.

"I-um holy shit you have to warn me before you say something like that," Yoongi says and runs a hand over his now sweaty forehead. "Okay, start from the beginning."

"I-it was about a few months ago," Namjoon squeaked out meekly. "I was recently engaged and my friends and I went out to celebrate. So I got a little drunk and bumped into Seokjin there. We started talking and well, one thing led to another and we well...you know."

"Damn, that explains his weird attitude," Yoongi thinks aloud. "That's not all to the story, is it?"

"Nope," Namjoon says and buries his face in his hands. "I didn't tell him I was engaged and we kept sleeping with each other. I...he only found out when Eun called while we were in bed, talking about wedding venues and hyung overheard and got so angry with me. It was justified obviously but, I felt so bad that I just left without a word. It was only a few weeks before I contacted him again, invited him to the wedding and stuff. We talked and...that was that."