"Or-or you don't have to, if you don't want too. I'm not pressuring you--" Jungkook suddenly seemed nervous, Jungkook watched as Yoongi started to smile, then leaned up and gave him a quick kiss.
"You're not pressuring me into anything, I--" He paused and looked back at the door, as if checking something. "How did you meet Namjoon?"
"Huh? Oh, um, he's Jin's friend. He says he met Namjoon at the art show. I think, why? Do you know him?" Jungkook felt a pang in his chest, maybe Yoongi had known him as a past lover. And that's why he was so tense.
"No--uh...I just didn't like the way he looked at me." Yoongi stood at the rail, gripping it with his pale hands.
"I can kick him out, if you want." Jungkook offered, pulling himself up to sit on the rail.
"No, you don't need to do that." Yoongi took a breath, closing his eyes for a second. "I can't talk about it."
"Is Namjoon bad?" Jungkook's mind immediately jumped to Namjoon hurting Yoongi in the past. "I really can kick him out, Yoongi."
"No--can we just drop this?" Yoongi's tone turned cold.
"Okay, okay. That's fine. What do you want to do then?" Jungkook looked up at the club, seeing lights shine out of the windows, figures swaying just out of view. A breeze tugged at his hair and clothes.
"I can think of a few things." Yoongi hummed, nudging Jungkook's knee.
Jungkook leaned down. "Are you sure?"
Yoongi didn't look away, "Yes."
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FanfictionJJK-MYG Yoongi is balancing his love life, running from the mafia and keeping it all hidden from his friends. But it's all his fault, right?
