Lovely (K.n.j + K.s.j)

32

Jin

Jin drank his third cup of coffee that day. Yoongi was beside him, drinking the same drink. They sat in silence. Jin was thankful that Yoongi didn't force him to say anything. He was a good person.

"So..." Yoongi looked up, surprised that Jin started the conversation.
"Hyung."

"I saw something, I don't know if it's real or not, but.." Jin can feel the tears well up in his eyes. "I-I think...I think I saw Hoseok kiss Namjoon."

Yoongi's eyes widened. 'Goddamit.'

Here Yoongi thought that he could bring back Jin and Namjoon together, but no. Of course somebody had to fuck it up. "Well, what if it wasn't them Hyung?"

JIn shrugged. "That's what I want to believe, but I know what I saw Yoongi."

Jin played with the straw of his drink. The younger stayed silent. Thinking of a new plan. Yoongi thought this through so perfectly.

Get Namjoon and Jin to meet. Done.

Get Namjoon and Jin to talk privately. Done ...Maybe.

Get Namjoon to confess to Jin that he still loved him. Not Done

Get Jin to confess that he still does too. So obvious but Not Done.

Now here was a new one.

Get Hoseok's ass back to Korea or else Yoongi is going to kill him. Work In Progress.

Yoongi sighed and ruffled his hair.
"Hyung, I know you're sensitive about this."

The older raised his eyebrow. "What is it?"

"You don't have to answer if you're uncomfortable."

"Okay?"

"Do you still love Namjoon?"

Jin's heart dropped, yet a blush came across his cheek and his ears felt so warm. He didn't know what to feel. When he saw Namjoon at the hotel, he felt his heart race like when he first met him. When he talked to him alone, he wanted to shout out to him 'I love you! I still do!'

When he saw Hoseok kiss Namjoon, his entire world came crashing down and he wanted to push those two away from one another.

Jin cried.

"Ye-Yes, I do..."

"How much?"

"With all much heart Yoongi." Jin cried and Yoongi gave him a hug, soothing the older. What the older didn't know that Jimin was on the other end of a phone call that Yoongi was in, and Jimin recoded the entire thing.

Jimin smiled but it faltered as soon as he ended the call. He saved the file and went out of his hotel room, changing his appearance to his 'work suit'.

Namjoon was at the roof top, drinking a glass of whiskey as he usually did. Jimin was behind him, unnoticed by the older. Jimin was going to reach for a knife that he had in his boot but Namjoon cut him off, distracting the younger.

"I wouldn't do that Jimin, we can just talk you know."

"Talk Hyung? Talking isn't really my thing, you know?" Jimin mocked.

"You're angry."

"Oh you can tell?" Jimin snapped, Namjoon drank his fill and placed down the glass gently. He looked at the pink haired male, eyes filled with nothing but an empty void.

Jimin's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"What's wrong with you? Do you even know what you've done?"

"Yes. I accepted Hoseok's arrangement."

"I thought you wanted Jin back? Not Hoesuck."

"Don't disrespect him like that-"

"What? Don't disrespect your whore? Even if you are my boss, I can still do a fuck ton of things to you RM." Jimin said, his knife in full view.

"He's still your friend."

"Not anymore he isn't. He hurt Jin. Aren't you upset either? Why did you accept it Namjoon!" Jimin shouted, his knife on the said man's neck, but Namjoon was unfazed.

"Because it can help Hoseok move on. Maybe even me? It's obvious. Seokjin doesn't love me anymore." Namjoon's head dropped down. Jimin was getting angry.

"Move on. Move on? The whole reason I'm here, the whole FUCKING reason I'm here was to help you get the person you love back! How are you so sure that Jin doesn't love you still? Do you have any proof? Huh?"

Namjoon shook his head.

"Wow, who would've thought." Jimin dug through his pocket and tossed his phone to Namjoon. "Open the recording." Namjoon followed, the wind was getting colder now. There was a bit of movement, the speaker of the phone probably being rubbed or moved around. A voice came through.

"Hyung, I know you're sensitive about this." No doubt that the voice belonged to Yoongi.

"What is it?" Jin?

There was a bit of silence.

"Do you still love Namjoon?"

Crying. It was Jin.

"Ye-Yes, I do..."

"How much?"

"With all much heart Yoongi."

Namjoon's mouth opened slightly. Jimin grabbed back the phone roughly and crossed his hands. "So? Do you believe me now?"

"He-"

"Still loves you? Good job Sherlock you solved the puzzle! Elementary my dear Watson!" Jimin sarcastically clapped. Namjoon frowned and kept his mouth shut.

"So. What are you gonna do Namjoon?"

"I'm going to get Jin back."

"Good boy."