Chapter-15
Party?

Another day without Taehyung, and you are pretty much apprehensive. Days feel like months at this rate. To add cherry to the top, your dear husband has been ignoring your calls. Yesterday, you caught Jimin talking to Taehyung, when you snatched Jimin's phone and tried to talked to Taehyung— Taehyung cut the call.

You were so angry and offended by his behaviour. You even held Jimin's collar, asking him why is Taehyung behaving so. Jimin said he was unaware of it too. So of course, you can't trouble Jimin for that. You bombarded Taehyung with texts and calls, but he didn't dare to see any of those. Instead, he just typed a 'Bye. Hope we meet soon. It was really great talking to you.' And yes, it confused you.

You decided not to talk to Taehyung again. At last, you were defeated when Jimin told you that Taehyung is just busy. He does not want you to distract him from work. You blindly believed Jimin, thinking that it must be a certain reason.

And today, you were surprised by Taehyung's friends. Jungkook, Hoseok, Yoongi and Jimin decided to check up on you today. It was happy to see them all— after you lost your own friends.

You welcomed them warmheartily. Earning two-three warm smiles and soft giggles. They were talking in the sunroom while you were preparing some snacks in the kitchen. Their loud laughter really lightened up your mood. Jungkook and Hoseok were cracking nonsense jokes, while Jimin was laughing— and Yoongi, he was just watching them with a jovial smile.

You joined them afterwards, offering them the fruit salad. It was funny that they all looked parallel to each other, yet still they get along with each other so well. Jungkook styles himself like a gangster, suitable for his profession. Hoseok styles the best among them, and you can smell his musky scent from miles away. Jimin styles soft, wearing flower scented perfumes. Suga styles like a street gangster, big shirt with pair of skinny jeans. His shoes are well structured.

You look at yourself, chuckling at the surprisingly indescribable style of yours. You look like you are going through a break up. You pull off the clutcher from your hair. It doesn't matter how bad you are dressed, at least, you can pull on a tidy hairstyle.

"Everything is messed up. Now I know why Namjoon always forced us to look after things.", Hoseok pulls up a look of agony. Probably they are describing their carelessness. "I know, the new gun is pretty hard to handle. Namjoon handed over the papers, but none of us read it." It bored you how they are talking about work even after coming at your villa.

"Can we talk about something else? I don't think it is a place to talk about these things", Jimin stops Hoseok and Jungkook. They all exchange glances. Fear unknowingly sparkling through their eyes. Especially Hoseok, who always fails to hide his expressions. Suddenly, the atmosphere calms down, catching you in silence.

"How is it?", you try to chase away the uncommunativeness. They all titter up, stuffing their mouth. You wanted to cackle up the way the boys decided to stuff their small mouth with food— just to avoid the awkwardness.

"It's really delicious. But I prefer tangerines.", said Yoongi. You nodded, taking a note of his preference. "He is just joking. He finds the salad really good.", Jimin covered up. You laugh and shake your head, "No, it is fine. I will keep tangerines stocked up in case you all decide to visit us out of nowhere. Let's respect others' preferences."

It was the first time you see Yoongi smile at you so delightfully. You were glad to recieve an expression from someone like him. It signified that you are getting along with them well. "What do you all like?", you smiled at the rest of them. "We all are fine with anything.", Jimin interrupts. Hoseok and Jungkook shut their open mouth, shooting glare at Jimin.

You laugh it off, "C'mon, let them. Why are you behaving so?" Jimin tries saying something, only to shut his mouth back. "I hate fruits." "So do I." Now you know why Jimin told them to shut their mouth. "O-Oh, what do you like then?" "I like many things, I say noodles. And as for something to drink, I love alcohol.", Jungkook confessed. "I like hamburger and sprite.", smiled Hoseok.

You knew what Jimin likes, so you skipped him. Looking at Yoongi, you stare into his eyes for a preference. "It's okay, I can cook.", he shakes his head in unison. 'Handling this man is hard.', you tell yourself. Jimin titters it off, "He loves-" "I love alcohol too.", Suga adds. Jimin flickers his eyes blankly. So do you.

"Ah.... What about steak?" "Hm... I like it.", he nods. You smiled at him. Ultimately, you have found what he likes on your first guess.

Jimin's phone tingles, he excuses himself and leaves for a quiet place. While you chit-chatt with Hoseok, sharing some common tastes. You told him how you like his fashion. He was flustered and couldn't reply for a minute. Indeed he is adorable.

Just as Jimin returns, he stares at the other three boys. You ponder in confusion while they all check their phone. Just as you glance at each of them, you find the colour of their face fade away. Their eyes grew wide open and their jaw dropped. Jimin quickly leaped beside you, curling his arms around your shoulders.

You were confused by their strange behaviour. How come Jimin clinged after avoiding you for days? As you look back at the others, you find them panicking and rushing out. "W-What happened?" "They just got some serious work. Don't worry. I am here.", Jimin smiled at you. You find them all looking at you with pity, something you hate a lot. You frowned, scoffing with hurt.

"Why were they looking at me like that-" You turn to Jimin, finding his eyes covered with unshed tears. You started feeling uncomfortable—restless. Jimin pulls you into a hug, "Everything will be fine." Your heart started beating fast. "W-What do you mean?! What is up?!" "Taehyung will be fine.", he pats your back. You quickly pull out of the hug. Looking into his eyes sternly, "What do you mean by that?! What happened to him?!"

"Nothing, Taehyung is fine.", it doesn't matter how much Jimin tried to hide it, he ended up stuttering. Your eyes started to flicker, your heart started skipping its beats, you feel empty for a moment. Clenching tightly onto Jimin's arm, you feel his tensed muscles. "Will you be clear? Or should I do something?" He shakes his head, "No........ T-Taehyung just.....had a fight." "Fight? He was there to promote his product. How come he fought with someone?"

Jimin went quiet for a moment, staring at his lap. While you shaked him vigorously, tears ended up flowing down your eyes. 'Now it makes sense. Why Taehyung was so sad to leave. Why Taehyung texted me such silly messages yesterday.' "Taehyung never went there to promote his product—you call it. Never........ He went there to actually deal with one of our rivals."

"And none of you cared to tell me, seriously?!" You shook your head at Jimin in disbelief, storming to the foyer. "Where are you going?!" "To Taehyung.", you voiced out. "What- how?" Jimin rises up from his seat, following you.

"Is it in your neighbouring? How can you travel overseas without a flight booking?", Jimin held your wrist. "I have my own ways.", you yanked his hand away. "Yoongi, Hoseok and Jungkook are already preparing for it. You don't have to worry." "What? You mean that— I don't have to worry about my husband who is nowhere near- and I don't even know how bad is he hurted?", you stare at him with your wide open eyes.

"N-No, I mean, Taehyung is in danger but he will be safe. He will return soon. We are better than you think.", Jimin tried consoling you, only to be yanked away. "What is better? Neither your deeds nor your mental health! Why do you men love to mess up with me?! Couldn't you all just tell it to me before? It's not like I would have denied." Jimin cocks his eybrow up, "Fine, we hid it. But don't you think your words are quite ironic."

You grumbled in disgrace, "Take me to Taehyung." "Do I look like a teleporter?", Jimin huffs. You stomp your foot, glaring at him. "Wouldn't had used you even if you were. Book an urgent flight." Jimin clenches his jaw,

"Sorry, it is not possible. Taehyung told me not to say anything to you. But here I am, digging my own grave.................... Listen, keep you mouth shut. I know you are stressed. But I cannot do anything. I am Taehyung's friend before yours. I never break my promises. But here I am, breaking them for the sake of his love. Can you please think of me for once? I put our friendship on the line— just to help you both fight less. What am I? A matchmaker? I am just here to solve your quarrels. Amd here you are, trying to stress me out instead. I repeat it, Taehyung will be fine. He will return soon, all safe and sound. He promised you so, didn't he?"

You stare at Jimin, direct in the eyes. You couldn't understand it so far. Jimin's eyes looked blunt. He was exhausted. Why not? He is worried for his friend too. In between your daily dramas, you forgot to check up on Jimin's personal life. How he had been doing? He never forgets to check onto you, keeping aside his work. How can you be so heartless?

"I-I am really sorry...... ", you hung your head low. Jimin couldn't help but to pity you. Pulling you into a hug, Jimin caresses your back. "I am sorry too, I know I said a lot." "N-No, it's okay.", you wrapped your arms around him.....

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Okay, for me it is a long chapter. And i am glad i am updating a long chapter this time. It has been a long time since I did. And also, i wont be able to update this often nowadays. Maybe you will get a good update only in march. I really have no idea so dont take it to your heart. It is just my school things, nothing else.

Anyways, bye for now. I will never forget you all. Keep up!! 💜