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"Let him have this time, he is talking with his brother," Jungkook said as he placed a hand over Seungcheol's shoulder, stopping him from budging into the dressing room the two brothers were conversing in

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"Let him have this time, he is talking with his brother," Jungkook said as he placed a hand over Seungcheol's shoulder, stopping him from budging into the dressing room the two brothers were conversing in.

"Don't tell me what to do. You take my fiancé into the red zone by telling me and expecting me to listen to you?" Seungcheol spat as he stood right before Jungkook, who simply scoffed at the latter.

"Are you his parent, controlling what he does and where he goes? He is a grown fucking adult not some kid or object you have control over." Jungkook said, pushing the taller away from him, creating some distance between them.

Seungcheol was about to retaliate if it wasn't for Mingyu who stood in between them holding the latter back from Jungkook who rolled him, "I don't need you to protect me, if the guy wants to throw hands let him because physical damage means nothing to what you've done to Jihoon." The ravenette asserted, his brown orbs burning holes into his head before turning around and leaving the room, leaving the door open.

The color from Seungcheol's face drained as all the anger he had melted away, making way for anxiety and dread to fill his head.

"H-how?" He stammered as glanced over at Mingyu who looked as shocked as the other.

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"You look so happy Hoonie." Yoongi gushed as he stared at the picture on the wedding invitation.

Jihoon smiled shyly, "Thank you. I love him hyung and want to spend my life with him, I do." He said admittedly, pulling the curtain back. The duo walked out room, passing the other dancers who were getting ready, Yoongi greeted them quickly mentioning that Jihoon was his little brother.

They were back in the club, near the bar where Seungcheol was waiting for him. Jihoon bit his lip subconsciously, nervous about the outcome.

"I'm guessing you didn't tell him you were coming here," Yoongi whispered, slightly nudging the younger who nudged him back.

Jihoon took a step forward before speaking up, "Hey Cheol."

Seungcheol smiled, "Hey." His eyes drifted from Jihoon to Yoongi who squinted his eyes, judging him.

-

"Don't touch me!" Jungkook yelled as yanked his wrist out of Mingyu's grasp. "How do you know about Jihoon?" Mingyu asked, wrapping his hand around Jungkook's wrist once again, this time pulling him back so the man could face him.

"Are you fucking deaf-..."

"How do you know about Jihoon!"

Jungkook clicked his tongue, "Don't you dare ever raise your fucking voice at me. I'm not Vanessa and get that through your thick skull." Jungkook spat, his index finger poking the taller's forehead.

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