Not your Oppa.

{VII}

Yoongi had been quiet ever since he witnessed the little bond between what was his and Namjoon earlier.

Hoseok walked out of her room not surprised with the furrowed brows Yoongi bared.

He had been helping her hang her fairy lights. She had packed it in her suitcase and kept asking it done when they had dessert.

She had to promise to eat first.

Mian was still a child at heart. They wouldn't want it any other way.

"You good?" He calmly asked with curious eyes.

Yoongi only stared at his entwined hands in front of him nodding. He was sat straight on the couch, both elbows resting on his knees.

Hoseok walked to the fridge taking out the remaining two bottles of beer. He swiftly opened them up before walking back into the living room, handing one to his friend.

"You should go sleep." The older advised him.

Hoseok shook his head bringing the rim of the bottle to his lips drowning down a gulp.

"She can't accept your feelings on the first day." He told Yoongi bluntly thereafter.

Yoongi gulped, hands turning white with the tight grip he had on his bottle.

This made Hoseok shake his head. He lazily laid back on the couch taking another gulp of beer.

"If you had confessed during one of our face times, maybe the relationship would be different but you did nothing to show her, to make her see you in a new light."

Hoseok was right.

Yoongi knew he was right.

Though he's done so much for her, it was all in the shadows. She only saw him as a brother.

Changing her view was what he needed to do first. She wasn't going anywhere. It wouldn't be easy but she needed to look at him as a man. A man that was not related to her in any biological or adoptive way possible.

Sure he will always be grateful to Big Feng for taking him in, but the only way Yoongi wanted to be related to the elder man was by being his son-in-law.

Yes, that is just how much beloved the woman that just got back.

Yoongi had a father of his own. A father he knew very well.

He couldn't forget his father's face even if he wanted to. His reflection reminded him of it every single day.

It was hard to accept that both his parents failed him growing up but as he grew older, other things became important to him.

Mian was the only one important to him.

"Namjoon is her best friend. She's made that clear to me. Besides, we weren't going to be the only ones in her life. I hope you know that." He informed.

Yoongi couldn't keep her for himself like he had done before in their childhood.

Yoongi nodded again considering the younger's words. All Hoseok hoped for was that the man was listening to him.

If he wanted to work with Mian then he would need to be more patient with her.

Being back didn't certify their destiny and Hoseok didn't want to get stuck in the middle if things took a turn for the worst.

He wished with everything in him they wouldn't get to that point, it was giving him a migraine just picturing it.

Yoongi and Mian needed to be sure. He would hate to see them split and forget about their long worked friendship altogether.

A relationship wasn't worth losing the family they still were at the end of the day.

Knowing Yoongi wouldn't talk further, he finished up the bottle before calling it a night leaving his friend to think more about what he was going to do next.

The second Hoseok got to his room, he fished out his phone, set on a mission of his own. Wanting nothing but to work fast.

He needed a head start if he didn't want to stay behind. He has had his eyes on someone for two months now. She was in her junior year and majored in the same field as him.

Weng Xiuling

A grin crept up his face as he remembered the red face she plastered when he put a coat on her.

His coat.

She was in her PE class playing basketball in the hot weather. The little white sweat-stained top she wore leaving little to no imagination. It all got worse when he realized all the boys present were gawking at her visible nipples.

He opened up his phone swiftly working fast on his text. Unlike Yoongi, he normally didn't think too much about stuff.

He'd never get things done if he did.

Xiuxiu😡

Don't forget to bring my coat and I'd like you to meet someone.

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Xiuling and Mian were quite different.

Xiuling had bob-cut hair, no bangs, and barely talked. He liked her because she knew when someone liked her. There was just something captivating about a woman that knew your games and still played along with them.

Mian was loud, the complete opposite of Xiuling in terms of appearance, and as clueless as a new baby when it came to love.

They would be perfect for each other.

He was trying to help both himself and Yoongi. Hoping that these two ladies would like each other.

It was a gamble he was willing to take.

If Xiuling was to notice how Yoongi treats Mian then she would tell Mian about it, telling Mian meant Mian would think about it.

Thinking about it meant her feelings would resurface or be ignited. It was a long shot but as long as one of these two possibilities happened, a relationship was bound to happen.

On the other hand,

Xiuling would open up to Mian and if she did like him like he thought she did, then Mian wouldn't just sit on such a piece of information, a relationship would happen whether they'd both like it or not.

It wouldn't be up to them then.

It would be up to Mian.

Hoseok also thought Mian needed lady friends.

He let out a tired sigh.

Things would be much easier if Yoongi went up to the young girl and ask but, Yoongi would want to be sure about her feelings before he even confessed.

He wouldn't risk their friendship over the years to carelessly confess to her. Heaven's sake, they shared a guardian.

This gamble was very much necessary.

He vowed to give them plenty of alone time. A bond needed to develop and the boy only hoped Yoongi would create a suitable environment for that.

He let his body land softly on the mattress of his bed pulling his covers over his head, sighing softly as sleep took over him quickly.

Tomorrow his mission would start.

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