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Chapter 23

"This is all kinds of fucked up" Yoongi whispered to himself as he was tossing above his sleeping bag, looking at the sleeping Jungkook and Taehyung, holding each other and mumbling about deliciously cooked meat, sometimes Jungkook adding banana milk to the tray.

He wasn't referring to the two adults cuddling next to him, but to his situation, and how it evolved from 'not gonna butt in other people's business' to practically threatening someone with aggression. In his defense, NamJoon deserved it. Yoongi may be silent and try to give advice, but he won't be a statue and never intervene.

After M stood up from next to him, he felt rather apprehensive somehow. He wanted to maybe stop her, to take back what he just said, but in the end, he could only watch her walk away from him. And head straight for where NamJoon was kneeling in the sand. He felt he was intruding in their conversation, but he could not move his eyes from their spot. Was he expecting something to arise from that conversation? A chance, perhaps? A solution to her problems? But even if he was not in hearing distance, he still saw the slap M delivered to NamJoon's face, and he frowned, wondering what else did her tall friend say to get her that angry.

In the end, that conversation finished with M walking away from NamJoon as well, crying if her shaking shoulders were any indications, and Yoongi wondered just how many more times will he see M cry in the spawn of two weeks, all because of the same person. He felt conflicted between going to see if M was alright, to maybe hug her and let her spill her worries once more, telling her NamJoon is a jerk and she should just erase him from her heart, and going to NamJoon and have a word with him. But she went to a hidden place, so that meant she just wanted to be alone and did he want to actually intrude on her wishes? So, he chose to go talk with the guy sitting in the sand, looking lost in his own thoughts.

"Ah, M, we should...." NamJoon got up pretty fast, immediately looking at the person approaching him, hoping it would be M, and Yoongi thought he saw black in front of his eyes. The girl NamJoon was calling for was crying somewhere alone, and in pain, and this guy had the audacity to think she would be coming back to talk to him once more.

Before either could realize, Yoongi was right in front of NamJoon, silent but quick, and grabbed his wrist, twisting it with speed, bringing it upwards behind his back, making the towering giant bend to put less pressure on his shoulder. It did feel good to hear that hiss of pain come from NamJoon, and for a moment, Yoongi wondered if he should apply more pressure, to hurt him more. But the thought of M watching this and disapproving of his actions stopped him. He knew she would never want to respond to anything with violence, even if it caused her pain.

"I thought you were a smart man, NamJoon, but you proved me wrong these weeks" he finally said, releasing just a tiny bit of the pressure, but still not letting him get up from his position just yet. "I was not expecting for you to fuck up even on the trip" he added, finally letting NamJoon go, watching him fall into the sand, trying to keep his weight from toppling over with just one hand.

It took a few seconds for NamJoon to bring his arm back to a normal position, feeling the joints protesting at every movement, but he slowly got up, massaging his wrist. He could tell it would leave a bruise there, but he said nothing. They both stood like that in silence, Yoongi finally feeling fed up with the guy being mute, grabbing his tanktop to make him look at him.

"Look here, we don't know each other well, but you know her better than I do. If I, someone who has been in this group for a bit over two months can notice her feelings and emotional state, what the fuck took you so long to notice it and talk it out with her? Are you a coward? Are you scared of your own feelings? Or do you enjoy seeing her in pain?" Yoongi growled in NamJoon's face, for once wishing he was taller just to loom menacingly over the taller guy.

"Yeah" NamJoon responded, and Yoongi frowned, not understanding what he was admitting to. "I am a coward, hyung. Just a coward." he continued talking, looking like he lost the will to live. "A coward who fears change. A coward who saw her beat a guy for calling me a nerd when we were in high school. Just a coward who did not like feeling inferior to her. So yeah, hyung, I am scared. Scared she will see I am just someone who hides away, pretending he is someone he is not, pretending he is better than anyone, even her." NamJoon finally grunted, forcefully ripping Yoongi's hands away from his tank top.

"Are you a moron as well? Do you think she can't see that already? Do you think she would stop being friends with you because you have an inferiority complex? Those things can be solved" Yoongi said, clenching his fists, trying to calm down.

"I know, but I also know she and I would not match, not anymore. I know her for more than four years now, and I mostly hurt her in the emotional department. I know she would not care about any complex of mine or anything, heck, she would beat it into my head herself if she knew. But, I know until I would solve my issues; until I would get past the many walls of 'being just best friends', I would hurt her even more than this. So yeah, hyung, I am a moron and a coward. But I do not want to cause more hurt, to change her, or to make her hate me. I really can't do that, hyung" NamJoon finally fessed up to Yoongi, telling him just what exactly he thought about himself, and his relationship with M. He doomed their relationship before they even started because of fear, and because he was too afraid to break it off for good or give it a try, he kept her tethering on a really thin rope in hopes she would know how to balance it.

"So why not tell her before it all exploded? Do you not have a brain and mouth to communicate?" Yoongi felt resentful towards the giant in front of him. He had so many chances, so much time, and he ended up just putting a divide between himself and M.

"What is it to you, hyung? Why do you care so much? Do you have feelings for her or what?" NamJoon finally snapped at Yoongi, annoyance written on his face. Yoongi felt put on the spot but did not answer, not wanting to give away anything, and NamJoon laughed humorlessly. "Silence is an answer too, hyung" he said, before sitting back in the sand, showing Yoongi he did not care to talk anymore.

"At least, don't let her in this state of not knowing anymore, NamJoon. She does not deserve it, and if you still want her friendship, sooner is better than later. That is my last piece of advice" Yoongi said, his back turned to NamJoon before leaving that part of the beach, not caring to look back at what the guy was doing, hoping he would think it over before the entire group found it out and sorted to more violence than what he just did.

In the end, he went to sleep earlier than the others, the beach being half empty anyway, just the guys out to play by the bonfire, none the wiser of what transpired during the latter half of the day. Sleep never came for him, but he was used to just staying up during exam time to try and cram more in his brain. When morning came, he was the first to get up and prepare breakfast for all of them, trying to keep his mind occupied from what happened yesterday.

Of course, watching the others pour in from their own tents, some looking refreshed, others looking like they did not sleep at all, did not help with keeping his thoughts at bay, especially after M sat at the table, looking worse for wear than yesterday. Her eyes were red, sunken like she did not sleep in days, and she was just staring at the plate in front of her, not even flinching when he put a glass of orange juice in front of her. Her girlfriends sat by her, neither in the mood to smile, and the moment NamJoon appeared, glares were directed in his direction, so Yoongi just hoped the tall moron did not do something after their talk in the night. Not even the good mood of the late risers did nothing to quell the killer mood the two girls were in, so he sighed, keeping the sharp tableware far from their hands.

'It's going to be a long day' Yoongi thought, knowing today was D-Day. He really wished he had a beer at the moment, or soju, to be prepared for what was going to happen.