Sacred Love!||SUGA X JHOPE X JIN X RM (HALAL FF)||

Chap 18!

The office was unusually quiet as the trainees gathered around Yuna. She had just returned that morning, and her absence had felt longer than it actually was. Standing in the common area, they were asking her about her grandmother, their faces filled with concern and empathy. Yuna stood there, her eyes downcast, the sadness evident in the slump of her shoulders.
"Yuna, how are u holding up?", Taeyang asked worriedly.
"We were so worried about u.", Jisoo added.

Yuna smiled weakly, trying to hold herself together, but the pain in her heart was evident. Her grandmother had passed away during her time in Busan, and it had been a heavy emotional journey for her. She had just buried one of the most important people in her life, and the weight of that loss was still fresh.
"I’m okay. It’s been…hard. But she’s at peace now. Thank u all for ur support.", Yuna said sadly.
Her voice cracked slightly, and that’s when Minho, who had been standing close by, stepped in. He took her hand gently in his and gave it a comforting squeeze, his other hand resting on her shoulder.
"If u ever need anything, we’re here for u, Yuna. Don’t try to go through this alone, okay?", Minho spoke.
Yuna nodded, her eyes glossy with unshed tears. The gentle way Minho was supporting her seemed to provide her a momentary respite from her grief. His presence was steady, reliable.

Seungmin stood a few steps behind them, having just entered the common area. His heart stopped for a second as he look at the scene. His eyes immediately locked onto Yuna, and a pang of guilt surged through him as he remembered their last interaction—the kiss, the tension, the awkwardness that followed. He had been dreading seeing her after that night, unsure of how to act or what to say. But seeing her now, her sadness so raw, made everything else fade into the background.

What made it worse, though, was Minho’s hand on her shoulder and the way he was holding her hand. Seungmin’s jaw clenched involuntarily. He knew he had no right to feel jealous, but the sight of Minho comforting Yuna ignited something deep inside him. A mixture of guilt, jealousy, and frustration bubbled up, and it took everything in him to stay calm and not react impulsively.

He watched as Yuna leaned slightly into Minho’s touch, and the jealousy gnawed at him. His fists clenched at his sides, and his throat tightened with words he couldn't say. Minho was doing what Seungmin couldn’t—being there for her when she needed someone. And Seungmin, standing just out of sight, felt helpless, stuck in the consequences of his own actions.

Seungmin’s thoughts raced. He hadn’t spoken to her since that night, and now, seeing her like this, he felt more conflicted than ever. He didn’t want to intrude, especially not after what happened between them, but the jealousy ate at him, making it hard to just stand there and do nothing.

Yuna glanced up, catching sight of Seungmin. For a moment, their eyes met, and Seungmin’s heart skipped a beat. He wanted to go to her, to say something, but he couldn’t bring himself to move. He was paralyzed, trapped in his guilt and jealousy, watching as Minho continued to comfort her.

After a moment, Yuna pulled her hand away from Minho’s, though she gave him a grateful smile.
"Thank u, Minho. Really.", she spoke.

The trainees, sensing the heaviness of the moment, started to disperse, giving Yuna some space. Seungmin, however, remained where he was, his gaze lingering on her. He felt a knot in his chest, a feeling he didn’t quite know how to process.

As the trainees went back to their workstations, Seungmin quietly slipped away, retreating to his office. Inside, he slammed the door behind him and leaned against it, his breath coming out in harsh, uneven gasps. He was angry at himself for not being able to comfort her, for letting his jealousy cloud his judgment. But more than anything, he hated how he had become the one person she couldn't turn to during such a vulnerable time.