444 (BTS Hyung Line x OCs)

Twenty-Three: Secrets Unveiled

The evening air was cool as Yoongi and Justice strolled down the quiet streets of Jeju, the ocean breeze gently tousling their hair. Justice looked stunning in her outfit—a sleek black dress that clung to her figure just enough to capture Yoongi's attention but still left a hint of mystery. Her long hair cascaded down her back, catching the fading sunlight as they walked side by side. She had hoped tonight would be a distraction from the constant thoughts swirling in her mind, especially the text message from her ex that had haunted her all night. But here she was, with Yoongi, a man who had somehow managed to make her feel safe and vulnerable all at once.

Yoongi, on the other hand, was feeling an unfamiliar mix of excitement and apprehension. His usual cool exterior was slightly cracked as he tried to navigate his feelings for Justice. He had been thinking about her nonstop since their last conversation, her honesty about her past resonating with him deeply. He wasn't one to pry, but there was a weight between them now, something unspoken that he knew would surface eventually. And tonight, he felt, might be that night.

They reached a small, intimate restaurant that overlooked the sea, with a cozy outdoor terrace where they could sit under the stars. It was perfect, private—just the two of them. As they settled in, Yoongi ordered a simple meal, his usual quiet demeanor in place. Justice smiled at him from across the table, feeling the warmth of the moment and the ease between them. But beneath her smile, her stomach churned with the weight of everything she hadn't yet shared.

For a while, they ate in comfortable silence, the occasional brush of their hands over the table sending sparks of warmth through her. Justice could tell Yoongi had something on his mind, though, and it didn't take long before he spoke.

"So," Yoongi began, his voice low but steady, "Jin and Hoseok told me you met BLACKPINK at the beach."

Justice froze for a split second, her fork pausing mid-air. She forced a smile, trying to keep her tone light. "Yeah, we did. They were... interesting. Didn't expect to run into them here."

Yoongi chuckled softly, but his expression was more serious than his tone. "I figured it might come up sooner or later. I just... wanted to get ahead of it before it turns into something bigger than it needs to be."

Justice felt the familiar knot tighten in her chest. She had known this conversation was coming, but it didn't make it any easier. "You don't have to explain anything, Yoongi. It's not like you were dating them, right?"

Yoongi shook his head, his eyes meeting hers. "No, but the guys did. And I know it's not easy to deal with, especially with everything that's been happening. I just... I wanted you to know it was a long time ago. Things didn't end badly, but it just didn't work out. We've all moved on."

Justice bit her lip, nodding slowly. "I understand. It's just... weird, you know? Running into them like that. It kind of made everything real. Like, you guys aren't just these regular guys we've been hanging out with. You have history. Fame. Ex-girlfriends who are, you know, BLACKPINK."

Yoongi smiled at her honesty, leaning forward slightly. "I get it. It's a lot to take in. But you know, we're just people, Justice. Just like you and the girls. We have our own baggage, our own problems."

Justice's heart softened at his words, and she found herself relaxing a little more. He wasn't wrong. They all had baggage. But hers felt heavier than ever, especially after the text she had received last night.

As the night wore on, their conversation drifted into lighter topics, laughter replacing the earlier tension. Yoongi had a way of making her feel comfortable, of turning even the heaviest conversations into something bearable. Justice found herself enjoying the moment more than she had expected. The food was delicious, the atmosphere was romantic, and Yoongi—well, he was everything she hadn't realized she needed right now.

After dinner, they took a slow walk back to the house, the sky dark and dotted with stars above them. Yoongi's hand brushed against hers, and before she knew it, their fingers intertwined naturally. Her heart raced as they walked in silence, the quiet between them now filled with a different kind of tension—one that Justice wasn't sure how to navigate.

When they reached the front of her house, Yoongi stopped, turning to face her. The moonlight bathed them in a soft glow, and for a moment, everything felt perfect. He gently tugged her closer, his eyes dark and intent, searching her face for any hesitation. Justice's breath hitched in her throat as he leaned in, his lips inches from hers.

But just as their lips were about to meet, her phone buzzed loudly in her pocket, snapping her out of the moment. She pulled back, her heart pounding, fumbling for her phone. Yoongi stepped back slightly, watching her carefully, his brows furrowing as her expression changed.

Justice's hands trembled as she read the message.

Justice, I'm not done with you. You owe me more than you think.

It was from him. Her ex. The one she had been trying to forget.

Her face paled, and she swallowed hard, her body stiffening with a mix of fear and anger. Yoongi's eyes darkened as he noticed the shift in her demeanor.

"Who is it?" he asked, his voice low but laced with concern.

Justice closed her eyes, her chest tight as the memories came flooding back. She couldn't run from this anymore. Not from Yoongi. Not from the truth.

Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to speak. "It's my ex... the one I told you about."

Yoongi's expression remained unreadable, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes—something that told her he knew there was more to the story.

Justice hesitated, her mind racing, but then the dam broke. She couldn't hold it in any longer. She had to tell someone. And Yoongi had been nothing but understanding since they had met.

"He... he's the reason I had the abortion," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "The night I got pregnant... I didn't want to be with him. He forced me."

Yoongi's jaw clenched, his eyes softening as he stepped closer to her. "Justice, I'm so sorry."

Her breath hitched as she continued, the words spilling out like a flood. "I didn't want to tell the girls because... because it's Lola's brother. They don't know the truth. She doesn't know why we broke up. I just couldn't bring myself to tell them. I didn't want to hurt her."

Yoongi's heart broke for her. He had sensed there was more to her story, but hearing it laid bare like this—especially knowing the connection to Lola—it all made sense now. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, his thumb brushing against her skin in a comforting gesture.

"I understand," he said softly, his voice steady. "But Justice, this isn't your fault. What happened to you... it wasn't right. You didn't deserve any of that."

Tears welled up in Justice's eyes, her body shaking with the weight of the emotions she had been carrying for so long. "I just don't know how to tell them, Yoongi. I'm scared. Scared of what they'll think. Scared of what it'll do to our friendship."

Yoongi pulled her into a gentle embrace, holding her tightly as she finally let the tears fall. "You don't have to carry this alone anymore," he whispered against her hair. "I'm here. And I promise, when you're ready to tell them, I'll be there with you."

They stood there in silence for what felt like hours, the world around them fading into the background. Justice felt a small sense of relief wash over her—like a weight had been lifted, even if only slightly. She had shared her darkest secret, and Yoongi hadn't flinched. He hadn't judged her. Instead, he had embraced her pain and promised to stand by her side.

As they finally pulled apart, their eyes met again. This time, the moment felt different. It wasn't about romance or attraction—it was about trust. And in that moment, Justice knew she could trust Yoongi with her heart, her pain, and her truth.

But as they said their goodbyes for the night, the lingering fear of what her ex would do next still loomed large in the back of her mind.