The Light of Dead Stars | KSJ

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You've never been so bored in your life. Usually, you enjoy idle time - you get to just scroll through your social media for some dish or product inspiration, or read a book. But neither is working in keeping your mind preoccupied, as it constantly shifts to the man across the hall, probably gaming or watching TV.

You try to recall everything you did in France and everything you did after. Thinking about them now, maybe you could've been more observant so you could tell exactly when things started to change, but you were going with the flow and spending half the time enjoying yourself there, and the other half feeling guilty. He had been the one who made sure you got to savor your time there and reminded you that everything was going to be okay.

Any hints of more or different on your end from them didn't seem to matter much. Sure, you got to see just how hot and handsome he is; you got to see his playful nature. You felt just how comfortable it was for both of you, and you told hold him as much, but they all seemed quite trivial - nothing to completely shift your thoughts or make you rethink everything. You wonder what it was that did it for him, and you wonder how differently things would've been if he told you about it then.

You try to enjoy dinner but can't help imagining Seokjin's excited face. His cheeks go out and angle a certain way since he has a tendency sometimes to stuff his mouth with food, especially if it's his favorite. He has this satisfied smile, too, like all is well now that he's eaten. You try to rid yourself of those thoughts but it proves to be more tiring; you're glad it helps you sleep better that night, though.

The next morning, you purposely take longer to get ready, knowing that Seokjin has a schedule to follow and must leave the house at 7AM. During the times when you can't get up that early, you agreed that he could just leave without telling you and you'd drive yourself to work, and that's what happens, as you hear him walk down the stairs and call out to Mr. Lim. You do have a feeling that he knew you wouldn't want to be riding with him, though.

You head to the driveway to get in your car when Yoongi standing by it startles you, knowing that Seokjin needs to have his assistant for his usual rundown of his schedule every morning.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" You look at the man curiously.

"I'm here to take you to work," he replies, his face a little softer than usual.

"Did Seokjin ask you to do this?" You frown.

"No, I offered."

"Here to apologize on your boss' behalf and advocate for him, is that it?"

"I'm his secretary, ___. I follow orders and do what he says, but I'm also his friend, and as his friend, I call him out on his bullshit," Yoongi explains. "I did so when he started developing feelings for you, and even more when he lied about Seri resigning."

"So you knew all this time? Doesn't that make you complicit?" You argue.

"No," he huffs. "It makes me respectful of my boundaries and the relationship you both have. But like I said, I'm still his friend and I hate seeing him act like he's losing everything good in his life because he screwed up."

"Why are you here then? Doesn't he need you more?"

"I spent my Sunday listening to his voice messages; I think I've heard what he wants to say. I just felt like maybe you want to do that, too, with someone who also knows his side," Yoongi reasons. "And also, just in case you're not in the mood to drive; we can take the Genesis. But if you are and you prefer to be alone, that's fine, too."

You think about it for a bit and decide it's not such a bad idea. It'll be better to have someone else on the wheel in case you space out.

"Okay, then," you say, walking past your humble Elantra and getting in the passenger seat of the SUV.