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Eighteen

25 June 2018

Jimin couldn't quite figure out why he was so upset about Hoseok and Victoria. It was clear that he and Yoongi cared about her, but wasn't there a point where it should stop? Of course, Hoseok had extreme commitment issues and Victoria was walking right into his trap without realizing it. He could see it happening and the fact that he couldn't do anything made it even worse.

He and Yoongi decided to go out and get some coffee while she was at a job interview. It was easier to handle their feelings when they talked about it to each other since they had similar concerns.

"It used to be you and me and Victoria," Yoongi was saying as they barely touched their iced americanos. "Now it's gonna be you and me—and Victoria and Hoseok. They're in a relationship—"

"They are not in a relationship," Jimin protested hotly, bringing his finger down on the table between them. "This is just a stupid summer romance. She'll come to her senses. Victoria is not a stupid or weak woman."

The older sighed deeply and kept his eyes trained on the table as he tapped away on it with his fingers. "I just wish she could see how stupid she's being right now. Hoseok is clearly just playing her."

As if summoned by this, he strolled through the coffee shop entrance with not one—but two girls on his arm who neither of which was Victoria. Hoseok was holding his head up proudly as he paraded his bimbos to a table and went up to stand in line to order drinks.

Yoongi found himself squeezing his drink so hard that the plastic gave in and the top popped off, spilling icy coffee all over his hand. "I'm gonna kill him," he muttered darkly and stood.

"Hyung." Jimin took the napkin he had grabbed before they sat and wiped at the elder's hand.

He shook off the younger before making his way to Hoseok, who was at the front now. He was leaning over the counter and as Yoongi neared, he could tell that the slut was subtly flirting with the barista boy, who was blushing and shyly looking away. He gently took the boy's chin and turned it to face him.

But Yoongi grabbed his wrist and violently tore his arm away to face him, fingers never leaving the younger's skin—actually leaving bruises with how hard he was holding onto it.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Hoseok looked scared until he realized it was Yoongi. "Yoonjae! No need to get physical, my friend. Unless you want to," he said with a wink before turning to the man behind him. "Hey, Jiminie!"

"You're with Victoria," he seethed. "What are you doing with two different girls and the java bimp?"

The younger sighed deeply. "Victoria and I aren't exclusive. We're just having fun. Come on, Yoonjae, I'm sure you've had a fling like that before."

"Did you just call her a fling?" Yoongi asked through gritted teeth, grip tightening.

Hoseok's expression began to dissolve into panic. "Hey, man—that—that kinda hurts—"

"Is that all she is to you? A good fuck?"

He furrowed his eyebrows, struggling to escape the elder's death grip. "Of course not. She's—she's really nice and she talks to me and she's good at oral—"

Before Hoseok could finish his sentence, Yoongi had let go of his wrist to punch him square in the jaw. Jimin reached for him, but the older shook him off. Hoseok stumbled back into the coffee counter, swearing and holding the bottom part of his face. He looked up at Yoongi with wild eyes.

"Are you insane?"

Yoongi smirked. "Yeah. Haven't you heard?"

Hoseok didn't even have time to react before the oldest grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and threw him to the floor. They had attracted the attention of everyone inside by now. Barista boy had run into the back to get his manager, probably.

Yoongi climbed on top of the taller man and straddled him, one fist clutching the material of his shirt. With the other, he delivered a blow to his nose, ignoring the younger's cries of pain. "That's for cheating on Victoria." He brought his fist down on his left eye. "That's for trying to fuck Jimin." And finally, his mouth. "That's for calling me Yoonjae all this time."

By now, there was a searing pain in his knuckles, but he didn't care as he leaned down to touch his lips to Hoseok's ear. "My name is Min Yoongi, motherfucker. Don't ever forget it." He leaned back slightly to stare at his bloodied face of terror. "And stay the fuck away from Victoria or I swear to God I'll flat-out castrate you."

Yoongi felt hands on his arms that forcefully dragged him off of the younger and to his feet. "Sir, you need to leave!"

A gruff-looking man stood before him with one hand pointing to the exit. Yoongi gave one last look at the younger, who still stared up at him in fear. He conveyed all that was needed through the hard stare he gave him. Then he turned away toward the exit, Jimin right behind him.

"Hyung!" Jimin grabbed Yoongi's wrist to keep him from walking any further. "Your hand—"

But Yoongi pulled it away from him, the cold air stinging his open wounds. "It's fine, Minnie. We need to get home so we can call Victoria. There's no way she can live in her little delusion after this."

-

Ironically, Victoria was the one who called them just as they got home. She thought the job interview went well and wanted to hang out with them, so they said she should come over right then. The two literally waited in anxious silence until she got there twenty minutes later.

Jimin didn't know how to approach the situation, while Yoongi seemed to have it all figured out because as soon as she walked into the door, he told her seriously that they needed to talk. She eyed them wearily.

"Is everything okay?"

"No," Yoongi responded immediately. "Have a seat."

The three of them settled on the couch and living chair before Jimin sighed. "Noona, there's something we need to tell—"

"Hoseok is cheating on you," Yoongi cut him off.

Victoria's eyes widened as she looked back and forth between the two. "What?"

"We saw him with two girls and he was trying to bang the barista at the Paris Baguette down the street."

She only sat there staring at the coffee table, chewing on her bottom lip in deep thought. Jimin reached over and took her hand. "You deserve so much better."

"God—wow," she managed, laughing bitterly. "I mean, he's not cheating. It's not like we were together or anything, but..."

Guilt crept into Yoongi's chest. He wanted her to know the truth, but he didn't want to be the reason she felt this way.

Victoria sighed. "Sorry, guys. I know I put you two aside for Hoseok, but it's not because I don't care about you. I guess I was just lonely and wanted someone to love me." She shook her head, staring off at something the two couldn't see. "But that wasn't love."

Jimin scooted closer to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, motioning for Yoongi to get over there from where he sat in the chair. The older obeyed and joined them, placing a hand on her thigh and his face against her shoulder.

"It wasn't," Jimin agreed. "But what you have with Yoongi-hyung and I—that's love."

Victoria giggled and put an arm around them both. "You're such a sap, Minnie." But then she pulled them closer. "My boys..."