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Namjoon’s POV

“Hyuuuung, give it back!” I hear Jungkook whine while chasing Jimin who somehow was able to snatch his phone. I follow them with my eyes from where I was sitting while eating the sandwich I made with amusement.

“Why are you always on your phone these days? You don’t even have time to play your precious online games according to Tae.” I hear Jimin say while still hiding the phone from the grumpy maknae. I munch on my sandwich and continue listening to them bicker when I see Jin hyung appearing from the direction of our front door.

“Oh, Joon-ah. Why are they so loud?” I shrugged my shoulders and chuckled at how the maknae is struggling to get his phone from Jimin despite the huge size difference.

“Hyuuuuung. Tell him to give it back.” Jungkook whined while looking at me. I shook my head with how childish they are acting right now and chuckled.

“Jimin. Give him his phone back. He might need to text his girlfriend.” I told Jimin. The smaller chuckled and handed the phone back to Jungkook who is now blushing.

Maknae. You really don’t have to hide it. If you have one, just say it so we’ll stop pestering you.” Jimin added. The younger pouted while fumbling through his phone obviously texting somebody and abruptly turned around to leave the place while still grumbling. Jin hyung who was observing with me from the couch shook his head and said, Jimin-ah. You know he gets sensitive when asked about that. Stop testing his patience.”

Jimin rubbed the back of his head and smiled sheepishly. “I just like teasing him, hyung. He looks so cute. I just can’t believe Jungkook is now interested in girls.” He answered while walking to the closest seat from him.

“He’s a grown man now. Of course, he’ll be interested.” I replied, finishing the remaining sandwich in my hand in one go.

“How about you, hyung? Any news about Yumi?” Jimin said nonchalantly. I looked at him and he has a sympathetic look in his eyes. I know my members are just worried about me. Every chance they get, they tend to ask me about Yumi. It’s not like I’m ungrateful. I just wish they would stop giving me reasons to remember her even further.

“I think we need to respect her privacy, Jimin. The girl is getting married. We need to respect that fact.” I said after I swallowed the food I was eating. I stood up to walk in the direction of our kitchen. I can hear footsteps following behind me. Before I can open the fridge to get a bottle of water, I took a peak and see Jin hyung and Jimin entering the kitchen as well.

“Are you really sure she’s getting married, Joon-ah? Shouldn’t we be receiving news about it by now?” Jin hyung inquired.

“If you really want to know hyung, why don’t you ask Tessa?” I answered with irritation. I opened the fridge, grabbed a bottle of water and drank on it. I looked at the both of them and they seem nervous.

“What?” I asked them. Jimin was biting his lip and Jin hyung was tapping his fingers on the kitchen counter.

“Is there something you want to tell me?” I added. Now turning my body to fully face them. They looked at each other and Jimin nodded at Jin hyung.

“Yumi’s not getting married, Joon.” Jin hyung said softly. I looked at them with a glare. My hand automatically gripping the bottle I’m holding tightly.

“What did you say?” I asked again. I feel like my body is on fire. I feel hot all over. My ears are warm and I can feel the sweat forming on my forehead with how infuriating the new information is.

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