"I don't understand how Taehyung could be such an idiot and marry that gold-digging country trash. He has no class, look at how he showed up for dinner. Such a tasteless fashion he has. I can't believe Taehyung got mad at me because of him and his-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Yoongi turns and yells at his husband, who was in their bedroom, complaining about what had happened during dinner at Tae's home.
"Since the moment we got in the car, you been doing nothing but bitching about Jin this, and Tae that, why the fuck did you even bother opening your mouth tonight? Also, if you saw Jin with another guy, did you have to bring it up over dinner? You know Taehyung does not like his private life out there or anyone knowing his business, so why would you open your loud ass mouth?
I so fucking tired of you some time." Yoongi stormed out of their room and slammed the door. He was hoping for a pleasant night with his friends, but as usual, since Taehyung had gotten married to Jin, Jimin and Hoseok did nothing but bitch.
They saw Jin as a gold digger because he didn't come from a family of prestige. Yoongi didn't give a shit, he didn't know anything about Jin, and he wasn't going to judge or question Taehyung's choice. Jin had not done anything to angered him either. As far as he could tell, Taehyung was happy and looked to be in a normal relationship, something he wishes he had.
As soon as Yoongi was in his piano room, he lit a cigar and started smoking it. He had been stressed out, and all Hoseok did was add to his stress.
"Y-yoongi?" Hoseok called out as he walks into the room where his husband was, tears streaming down his face. "I-I thought you stop smoking?" Yoongi had told him he would stop smoking, but here he was doing it.
"How can I when all you do is stress me out? All I wanted was a night out with my friends, but once again, you had to make it about you and your jealousy towards Jin. Don't you think if Taehyung wanted you, he would have married you?" Yoongi glares at his husband.
"B-babe, please don't say that. I love you. I didn't mean to ruin tonight, I made a mistake, and I am sorry, please let me make it up to you."
Yoongi leaned back in his chair and puffed his cigar, completely ignoring his husband.
"Y-yoongi!" Hoseok whines, grabbing the cigar out of Yoongi's hand, "Why are you doing this to me? I said I was sorry. I didn't mean to be a bitch tonight. Please stop ignoring me." He falls to his knees, laying his head on his husband's lap while crying.
"I need you to recognize that you are not Jung Hoseok anymore, you are Min Hoseok, and if you keep this shit up, I might have to make you change that last name you wear so proudly. I can't have you giving my family a bad name.
I don't care if you like Jin or not, I personally don't give a shit, but I need you to carry yourself respectably, especially when you are out in front of my friends. Taehyung should not have to call you out on your bullshit.
Do you know you could have caused an argument between him and me tonight? I have known Taehyung since the first day of college, and we have never argued. I know my place, and he has always known his, but here you fucking come and trying to cause a problem. I am not for it, Hoseok, and I need you to tidy up your act and start carrying yourself like a Min.
Your focus right now should be on giving me an heir, not bitching about whether Jin's outfit his fashion worthy or not. Keep acting up and see if I don't pull back that Dior deal.
Your parents might hold a title, but they are not the Min's, so get your shit together!"
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OUCH!
Crap, I at least hope the Jeon's are somewhat normal.

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Elites of Seoul | Taejin ✔️
FanfictionKim Seokjin, a middle-class man from Busan, gets married to Seoul's richest Elite, Kim Taehyung. He is unaware of the life that awaits him upon moving to Seoul. How will he adjust among the richest of the rich? The Main Ships are below, however...