Taste Of Fate|| Yoonmin

||Fourteen||

The arrival of Taehyung had disrupted the fragile equilibrium Yoongi and Jimin had worked so hard to establish. What had begun as a casual friendship was morphing into something more complex, a silent threat to their carefully constructed world.

One evening, as they shared a meal at their apartment, the tension was palpable. Taehyung, ever the charmer, was in his element, entertaining them with anecdotes from his travels. Jimin laughed easily, his eyes sparkling with amusement. Yoongi, on the other hand, watched the interaction with a growing sense of unease.

"You know, Jimin, you have an incredible talent for bringing out the best in people," Taehyung commented, his gaze lingering on Jimin.

Jimin blushed, flattered by the compliment. "Thank you," he replied, his voice soft.

Yoongi felt a pang of jealousy. He had once been the only one who saw Jimin's brilliance, but now it seemed like everyone was captivated by his charm.

A silence fell over the table. Yoongi could feel Jimin's eyes on him, searching for a reaction. He forced a smile. "I agree," he said, his voice steady. "Jimin has a unique ability to create a warm and inviting atmosphere."

Taehyung smiled. "I think you two complement each other perfectly. You're the yin to his yang, the salt to his pepper."

The words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken meaning. Yoongi felt a cold dread creeping into his heart. He knew Taehyung was playing a dangerous game, and he was starting to lose.

The once-solid foundation of Yoongi and Jimin's relationship was beginning to crumble under the weight of uncertainty. Taehyung, with his effortless charm and undeniable talent, was a constant reminder of their own vulnerabilities.

One evening, as they sat in their living room, a comfortable silence stretched between them. It was a rare moment of peace, a respite from the usual tension. Yoongi broke the silence. "I think we should reconsider Taehyung's involvement in the restaurant," he said, his voice barely a whisper.

Jimin's hand stilled, the book she was reading forgotten. His eyes met Yoongi's, a storm brewing within them. "Why? He's brought a fresh perspective," he countered, his voice laced with defensiveness.

"It's not about his talent," Yoongi replied, his tone carefully neutral. "It's about the dynamic. Things are changing, and I'm not sure I like where it's heading."

Jimin felt a pang of guilt. he knew Yoongi was right. Taehyung's presence had created a subtle shift in their relationship, a distance that was growing with each passing day. But he was also afraid of losing the connection she had forged with Taehyung.

"You're being paranoid," he said, trying to lighten the mood. "He's just a friend."

But the damage was done. The words hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of the growing rift between them. Yoongi felt a cold dread creeping into his heart. He knew that their relationship was at a crossroads, and the choice they made now would determine their future.

Its short chapter!!