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Seokjin hugged his leg on the arm chair in Namjoon's house, as he unknowingly stroke the white cup of tea.

"So...what's the plan?"

Kim Namjoon sat on the sofa beside his brother, eyes glueing to the black TV screen, an annoyed tone could be heard, all because he never would want to see his brother in this depressing state. Knowing that his best friend aka co-worker aka ex-roommate is the cause of this made him feel more uncomfortable.

"I..."

Continuous sounds of thumping at the door interrupt Seokjin's speech, making the younger brother let out a tsk before going to get the door, not forgetting to give the other an appologetic smile.

"Is Seokjin here?"

It was no other than Min Yoongi at the other side of the door, together with his usual crumpy face, which would normally make Namjoon freak the hell out as he wondering if he have done anything wrong, but not today. This face just made him want to land a punch on it as this is who made his brother hurt. But again, Namjoon has never been the type to solve problems with fists, so instead, he decided to ignore the elder and close the door, which was unsuccessful as Yoongi stuck his foot in before it was closed.

"What the hell?"

"That's my line. What in the actual freaking duck, that you, Min Yoongi, made my brother came here in the middle of the night with an I' m-already-dead kind of face?"

"Look, I..."

"Lemme ask you this. From the last time I saw him, how has he been eating, sleeping or even relaxing? Can you tell me that?"

Yoongi was stunned by the question being thrown at him, eyes looking elsewhere, afraid to meet the fierce eyes of the younger. Why? Cause he knew nothing. Nothing at all. All this time, all he had done was focusing on his works to the point he can just shove food into his mouth without even looking of what food did Seokjin made for him, and here he was asked if he knew how had Seokjin been living.

"So? You can't, right? You might don't even know he looks right now anyway." Namjoon said, not caring about being polite as he shoved Yoongi out of the door "I'm sorry, but as his brother, I can't let him be with you anymore."

And with that, he slammed the door in Yoongi's face, closing the only door to his hope, making him stood there like a statue. Suddenly, with an unexplained urge, Yoongi looked up to the window on the right of the first floor. Seokjin was there, looking at him before quickly turned back in the house. How long has it been since he last took a careful look to the other's face, Yoongi wondered. From here, he can saw the once chubby cheeks became hollow, the lively eyes also looked dead. What had he done to the love of his life?

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