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"Drive home safe, Hyuckie. The weather doesn't seem to play pretty tonight."
The lady in the sulfur yellow hoodie informed in a voice filled with concern as she played with the strings hanging low by her neck, looking straight at her guy best friend standing with a stagnant figure-almost as if he wasn't willing to leave either the couple's residence or her company specifically.
Noticing her best buddy going mute for a solid five minutes or so, Y/N, respectfully approached the 24-year-old, lazily leaning over his car with one of her arms partly pressed against the window for support.
"What's on you mind? Anything you wanna talk about?" She questioned, genuinely concerned about Donghyuck.
"No, nothing. I just--ugh, just," it was as if his words didn't want to take flight. Like something was holding him back from speaking out his thoughts to the person he cherished the most; Y/N.
Discreetly eyeing Jungkook, who was standing right next to his wife, looking all rough and tough, Hyuck leaned away from the newly weds, before shaking his head in negation.
"Nothing, really. I'll take my leave now," witnessing Y/N's eyes slightly narrowing at his own figure, Donghyuck flashed her that signature 'living-sunshine' smile of his, before, almost unwillingly, turning to face Jungkook and bowing at him in respect.
Well, that's how they say it should be.
"It was nice meeting you, Mr. Lee", said Jungkook, while politely extending his hand out for a farewell shake.
Hyuck smiled--pretty much faked one and accepted his hand in a respectful manner; "Donghyuck", he stated and slowly retrieved his cold palm back into the pocket of his navy trousers.
"You're my best friend's husband. I reckon we can go by first name basis now, right?"
Not trying to exaggerate or something, but when Donghyuck mentioned his relationship with Y/N with those grim eyes of his tracing over the oblivious female's figure, Jungkook did sense a sudden urge to literally knock him down to unconsciousness, but of course, he held back.
In simpler fragments, Jungkook felt quite itchy regarding the fact that someone like him was at such close proximity with his wife. Mind it, his wife.
"Sure, Donghyuck. It's getting pretty late. I believe you should get going now, right?"
Jungkook chimed--faked--while discreetly scooting closer to Y/N who was, to his astonishment, totally unaware of the heated tension that was being played within the eyes of the two males just now.
Lazily nodding, Donghyuck shifted his attention towards Y/N, before leaning in like a five-year-old for a hug. At this silly yet adorable act of his, Y/N smiled and took him in her arms while Jungkook fired daggers at the pair, for some reason he couldn't quite understand.
