I will sue you Min Yoongi.

Abyss

Chapter 1: Moonlight Reflections

The moon hung high in the dusky sky, casting a silvery glow over the quiet streets of Seoul. Jin stood by the balcony of his apartment, gazing at the shimmering light that illuminated the world below. He took a deep breath, letting the cool night air fill his lungs as memories from the past washed over him like waves on a shore.

Eight years had passed since that whirlwind of fame and the chaotic world of idols first truly began to spin around him. It was during those days, when their passion for music merged seamlessly with their lives, that he found himself at a crossroads—caught between love and duty.

"Hyung! Why is it always me!? Whenever the camera rolls, it's always me beside noona!" Jimin's exasperated voice echoed faintly in Jin's mind, flooding him with a rush of nostalgia. That night had been a turning point, one that shaped their futures in ways he had never anticipated.

Jin chuckled softly to himself. He remembered the panic in Jimin's eyes when rumors swirled about a budding romance between him and Hyeri, their talented makeup artist. The playful banter, involving 'too many close-ups' left Jimin feeling vulnerable, especially as he juggled his own growing feelings for Hyeri. Little did the fans realize that Jin had been romantically involved with her, too—a secret they kept hidden beneath their laughter and charm.

Their relationship had been carefully orchestrated, an unspoken understanding established between him and Hyeri as they worked to maintain professionalism in the spotlight. But his heart ached whenever he witnessed Jimin's struggles—his earnest attempts to navigate the camera's gaze while harboring the same affections in shadows.

Yet, it wasn't just Jimin's panic that haunted him; it was the path Jin chose. He had kept the relationship discreet, prioritizing their careers and the group's image over his own happiness. The NDA signed was intended to protect them, yet it became a chain that cloaked their love in darkness. He had promised Hyeri they would keep things under wraps, and like a fool, he had kept his word at the expense of his own heart.

As memories of unshared moments flooded back, Jin couldn't help but wonder what could have been. What if the tragedy of that year hadn't happened? Would he have been the first to propose, the first to marry? Would the moonlight have cast its glow upon their wedding day, or were they destined to remain hidden forever?

The night Jin lost her—when they had almost reached a breaking point—felt like a lifetime ago. With each passing day, the fact that they had to hide their feelings weighed heavily on him. Their unfulfilled promise drifted between them like a specter, a silent reminder of the love he had let slip through his fingers.

But now, watching Yoongi lovingly propose to Yuri during their concert filled him with bittersweet nostalgia. The way Yoongi had dropped to one knee, the light of the stage casting a divine aura around them, sparked something deep within. Jin couldn't help but think: Was it envy? Regret? A painful reminder of a love that could have thrived if only given a chance?

He could hear the echoes of fans celebrating Yoongi's engagement, their voices blending into a symphony of happiness. They had each weathered storms together, but only some had found their true north.

"Yoongi got it right," Jin murmured to himself, a wistful smile on his face as he remembered the warmth of Hyeri's laughter and the way her eyes sparkled with amusement. "I should have had my chance, too."

Stepping back from the railing, he took a moment to embrace the emotions swirling within him. It had been years since he had allowed himself to dwell on the 'what-ifs' surrounding Hyeri. But looking at the stars shining above, he felt the flicker of hope once more.

Perhaps life had a way of unfolding that they could not see—the paths they chose had led them to great heights and equally profound losses. And now, seeing his brother's joy illuminated under the moonlight stirred a gentle yearning within him to cherish what was real instead of longing for shadows of the past.

Closing his eyes, Jin made a promise to himself: he would not let regret cloud his heart any longer. He would embrace his present and whatever path life had in store for him. As he took one final glance at the moon, he vowed he would love fiercely and openly, should the chance ever arise again.

"Maybe," he whispered into the night, a soft smile dancing on his lips, "there's still time for a new chapter filled with hope."

And with that, he stepped away from the balcony, feeling lighter somehow—even as memories of what could have been lingered. For unlike the moon—ever present yet always changing—he would not let himself remain a shadow of regret. Instead, he would seek the light and embrace the new possibilities that tomorrow could bring.