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Jung Hoseok comes back home to Korea with his girlfriend, Amy, after spending 3 years in America. After visiting an ancient sight open to the public, where Amy wanted to learn more of her Korean heritage, Hoseok discovers a more hands...
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"Yoongi?" a light voice called out to him as he strolled through the palace gardens, a shortcut he often took alone that led outside the side palace walls and to his small house. The voice had indeed started him. No one comes to the gardens, ever, which is precisely why he took this route.
He turned on his heels, eyes going rounder at the familiar face.
"Miyeon? Wha-? How did you even find me?" Yoongi walked towards her, an obvious surprise to his demeanor. It was clear she must've followed him or even had been watching him when he came this way before to know he took this route.
"When did you come back? I wanted to see you..." She trailed off, glancing up at him longingly, wringing her fingers together.
"I-" he sighed. "-mm maybe an hour ago? I had to speak with the king and make sure someone from our party was alright. He was mmm injured on the way."
"Oh..." She said simply. "The spy?"
"The Doctor?" Yoongi corrected firmly.
Miyeon nodded slightly, bringing her gaze down. "You spend so much time with him, Yoongi."
"He's... my friend."
"You really trust him." she scoffed, stating it as if it was abnormal.
Yoongi blinked, mouth parting open to admit, "Yes... with my life." and a nod to go with it.
The girl pouted, her stomach dropping, feeling terribly pathetic in herself for being jealous of a man Yoongi was simply friend's with, yet here she was.
"And what about me, Yoongi? Why- I want to spend more time with you. Don't you want that?"
She took one of his hands in hers and drew herself closer to him. Yoongi swallowed uncomfortably.
"I thought we had something. You certainly acted like you did when you kissed me," she postulated, tone slightly challenging.
"I-" Yoongi sighed, removing his hand and backing away. He shook his head lightly, gaze looking distant and elsewhere, as if not quite processing what was happening. "I'm sorry. I don't feel the same way. Please understand. Y- you're a nice girl, but I just..oh... don't feel that way about you." He bit the inside of his cheek, watching her expression flicker to that of disappointment, and turned away.
