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A Fake Not So Fake Marriage - Chapter 29

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“I thought it was you that didn’t sign the papers?”

Taehyung glared at his brother for interrupting his conversation. “What was the point in me signing the papers? She didn’t sign them and no one had a clue where she was. Whether I signed them or not we’d still be stuck in this situation.” He turned his glare back to Ji-ya. “I’d still have an absentee wife. I’d still be stuck. Not knowing what to do, not able to move forward.”

Ji-ya stood at her counter trying to digest what Taehyung just stated to his brother. He hasn’t moved on? There’s no one new in his life? She didn’t realize she spoke out loud until he answered.

“Of fucking course not! I am not a cheater.”

“Tha-that’s not what I meant. I just figured after all this time-” She drifted off not completing her thought.

“Figured what? That I’m not an honorable man? That I don’t take my commitments and promises seriously? What is it that you figured about me?” He spat angrily.

Ji-ya stood straight. The anxiety and nervousness of the situation disappearing as the emotion of anger finally started taking over. “I’m not questioning your integrity or whatever. I’m just saying that since everything was fake to begin with. Since there were no emotions on either side that you would have moved on with your life. I apologize for not doing my part in signing the papers before sending them to you. I will have that rectified as soon as I get back home. I’m sorry that you had to be in limbo.”

“Have you moved on?” Jaebum asked.

Ji-ya glanced past Taehyung to look at Jaebum. Slowly she nodded her head. “O-of course.” She paused to clear her nerves before speaking again. She wanted to be convincing. She didn’t want them to know how completely pathetic she was. “I wouldn’t call it moving on. I’d call it just living my life. The life that I chose for myself.”

“So, you’ve had relationships since you’ve been gone?” Yoongi asked.

Ji-ya nodded. Lies. “One or two.” Pathetic liar. “I’m actually in one now. I think it’s getting serious.” You are such a hopeless liar. “That’s why I need to get this mess rectified now that I know. I can’t exactly... you know?” She trailed off.

She didn’t feel the need to continue as Taehyung stood and walked out. Her eyes lowered to the floor as she felt the glares of Namjoon, Yoongi, and Hoseok. It was only seconds later that the three of them followed suit after Taehyung.

She felt absolutely horrible for the lies she told. But, she accomplished what she wanted right? She wanted them to be gone. She didn’t want to be their princess anymore. So, why was the guilt so excruciating?

“Was lying worth it?” Jaebum asked as he made his way to the kitchen island where she was standing.

“What?”

“You heard me. I don’t need to repeat myself, Ji.”

“Why do you think I’m lying?”

“Because I’ve known you for years. Relationships aren’t something you do. You’ve been in love with the same person since you were in the first grade. You may have never opened up much about your life with Bangtan to seven, but you must of forgotten that we raised you. The first time that we ever really saw you smile was when Bangtan made an appearance back in your life. Even if it was for a very limited time, you came alive. I saw the longing stares you would give Taehyung when you thought that no one was watching. So, yes, I say lying because I can’t see three years changing you. I mean hell seven years didn’t change anything.”

Ji-ya stared at her brother in law. She didn’t know what to say to counter his argument. He wasn’t wrong. All she could do was shake her head. She stepped around her brother in law to take a seat on the couch.

“So, what’s the real reason that you stayed away from them? From all of us?”

Ji-ya remained silent for moments. Did she really want to reveal the reason for her remaining lost? She felt justified in her reasoning, but did she want to show the chinks in her armor? “Rejection.”

Jaebum furrowed his brows in confusion. “What? Don’t feed me the same line you fed Bangtan.”

Ji-ya sighed. “I know it sounds stupid, but my biggest reason for staying gone was rejection. I slept with Tae and the next morning he walked out of the room without a word. It broke me. At first I fled the house and stayed at a hotel. All I did was cry. I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep. My mind was filled with every negative thing that the Min’s said to me. All I could hear was their voices telling me that I was worthless and not good enough. Day four or maybe five the Choi’s called and reminded me of their offer. I was in a really bad place. Focusing on the Choi’s offer was the only thing that silenced the voices. So, I flew to Seoul. I met with lawyers. Had meetings with all of Min Corps investors. Set a plan in motion. I was in frequent contact with the Choi’s. With Youngjae. It was Jae who told me that I should contact Bangtan in some way.

To be honest, at the time it didn’t occur to me that I would leave them and disappear. That I would leave any of you. Focusing on Min Corp pushed everything else to the back of my mind. It wasn’t until after I accomplished what I had set out to do that everything came flooding back in. Tae’s rejection was at the forefront of my thoughts, but as it sunk in that I left all of you with no explanations fear of all of you rejecting me too took hold. Before you tell me how stupid that sounds please trust I know. The small logical part of my brain tried to tell me that none of you would reject me. Be upset yes, but you wouldn’t reject me. The stronger part though, the emotional part that clenched my heart in fear said otherwise. I listened to the fear. I went to a lawyer and had the deeds for the houses and Min Corp drafted up for a transfer of ownership. I had the bank draft the checks that were issued to each of you. The divorce papers drawn up for Taehyung. I came back to Hawaii with all of the envelopes. I met with the Choi’s and asked them to meet with you as my proxy. I tried to do it myself, but the fear was too much. So, I fled.

I flew back to Seoul and hired renovators to fix and change Min Manor for Bangtan. Figuring that it was the least that I could do for what I put them through, for everything they did for me. After, I spent time modeling. I hoped that it would keep my mind off of everything and everyone that I gave up. I traveled to all of the countries and cities that held Min Corp properties and sold them all. No matter how busy I tried to keep myself though, I could never stay busy enough to keep my mind from thinking and wandering. I kept a watch of all of you from a distance. I knew that Jinyoung hired people to find me. That he himself searched for me. He almost caught me once, but Jae warned me so that I could get out of Prague before I had to face him. I was there for every award and accolade that Bangtan got. Always in the shadows, but I was there.”

“Youngjae knew where you were?” Jaebum asked bitterly.

Ji-ya nodded. “Jae and Soo-yeon. Jae, because I kept in contact with the Choi’s. We are business partners of sorts. Soo, because she spotted me at a café in Seoul and cornered me.”

Jaebum bit his lip. He silently counted numbers in his head to calm himself down. He was furious learning that Younjae knew her whereabouts all this time. Three years and not once did he tell them anything. Not even something as simple as a, “she’s okay.” No, now was not the time to fume about that. He’d confront Youngjae at a later date. “So, now that you’ve been found what are you going to do? Are you going to disappear again?”

Ji-ya picked at the throw blanket on the couch as she tried to come up with an answer. A huge part of her wanted to continue on the path that she chose. Find a small place somewhere, settle down, and leave her past behind her. A smaller part knew that, that was no longer an option. At least not yet. Right now she had to clean up all the messes that she made. She had to contact her lawyer and get new divorce papers filed. She needed to set Taehyung free from being tied to her. She didn’t know if there was anything that she could do to repair the damage with Bangtan. Or Seven. But, she would fix what she could and this time when she left it would be done the right way. She’d say goodbye to their faces and then settle somewhere far away. “No, at least not right away. I am going to do things right this time.”

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A Fake Not So Fake Marriage - Chapter 28

Taehyung snorted at the question that came from Jaebum causing everyone’s attention to divert to him.

“What?” Jaebum asked.

Taehyung turned his eyes away from the wall to stare at Jaebum. “What, What? That was a stupid question. She disappeared for three years and all you can think to ask is why she quit modeling? That is not even close to an important question to ask.”

Ji-ya furrowed her brows at Taehyung. “Something on your mind, Taehyung?” She queried.

Taehyung casted his glare on Ji-ya. He lost himself in thought for a moment. There were many questions that he wanted to ask as well as many things that he wanted to say. Some things would have to wait until they didn’t have an audience. “There’s a lot of things on my mind, Ji-ya.”

“Like?”

Taehyung chuckled humorlessly. “You don’t sound so scared or apologetic now. You turned into a good actress huh?”

Ji-ya took a step forward raising her arm. Her first reaction was to slap him for that comment. She stopped wide eyed realizing what she was about to do and stepped back horrified at herself. “I-I’m.” She didn’t know what to say.

Taehyung shook his head and stepped closer to her. “Were you going to hit me, baby girl?” He shook his head and once again chuckled. “Anyway, let’s have the truth from you now.”

“Wh-What do you think I’m lying about?” Ji-ya stuttered out.

“Why you left and why you never returned.” Taehyung stated.

Ji-ya stared at Taehyung for a moment before flickering her gaze to the others in the room. “I left because I needed to confront the Min’s. I needed to do it by myself. And-and I already told you why I didn’t come back.”

Taehyung hummed in agreement. “Right. Because you couldn’t face us. Even though you told Joonie that you knew we would understand. That we would accept you back with open arms. I don’t believe any of that. I want the truth Ji-ya. I... Your brother deserves the truth.”

“I told the truth, Taehyung. I don’t know what else to tell you. I really-”

“Why did you think that leaving us money would be an okay consolation prize?” Jaebum butted in.

Ji-ya swung her gaze rapidly to Jaebum. “I didn’t think of it as a consolation prize. Honestly, it’s the reason that I worked so hard. The reason that I got into investing. My dream was to always help make Bangtan’s dreams come true. It was the one dream that I had since I was a little girl. When I moved with my father and met and lived with you all, you also became part of that dream. Think what you will but everything that I gave to all of you was never guilt money.”

“Did it ever once cross your mind that YOU were our dream? Not a mansion or businesses. Yes, we all had things that we wanted to aspire to, but we dreamed of reaching those goals together with you beside us.” Hoseok spoke. “We wanted to see you there cheering us on as we reached our goals. We wanted to be there to cheer you on as you reached yours. Yet we weren’t given that.”

“I’m sorry. I-”

“Sorry isn’t good enough.” Taehyung spat. “Stop apologizing. You left. You left us again after knowing what it did to us the first time. You left your brothers. You left Bangtan. You left your husband.”

Ji-ya glared at Taehyung. “We weren’t married Taehyung. Not for real. It was all a ruse. Fake. We were married in name only.”

“Not were, baby girl. Are. We are married.” Taehyung sneered.

Ji-ya's eyes widened in confusion. “I sent d-divorce papers.”

“You did. But you never fucking signed them.” Taehyung raised his voice.

Ji-ya froze dumbfounded. They were still married? How could she be so stupid to not follow through. She’s been a married woman all this time? No wonder they all hate her so much. Okay, there were a lot of reasons that they harbored negative feelings towards her. But finding out that she basically left Taehyung in limbo for three years was just shitty icing on a crappily made cake. What was she supposed to do now?

She was already rejected by him once. Hell, that was the true reason she fled. Jimin was right she is a liar. But her truth was something that she felt she couldn’t tell. She couldn’t subject herself to another rejection. Yes, she did feel the need to confront her so called parents on her own. But she didn’t return because she was broken. She couldn’t be around the guys knowing that the man that she loved was out of her reach. She didn’t think that her heart could take watching him fall in love with someone else.

Was Jimin right about everything else too? Was she selfish? She didn’t follow through making sure that the divorce was taken care of.

“I thought it was you that didn’t sign the papers?” Namjoon piped in confused.

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A Fake Not So Fake Marriage- Chapter 27

“So, you didn’t come back because you were a coward.”

Ji-ya turned her gaze to Jeongguk after he spoke. She nodded her head at him. So, this is where we are going to start. She thought in her head. “Yes.” She glanced around the room. “I know that it sounds like a stupid and feeble excuse. Even after three years I do not have a better one. Nor, do I have a solid explanation to give you. I left with the belief that I had to stand up for myself against the Min’s. Initially I thought that I’d come back to Seoul and confront them and then hop on a plane back to Hawaii. It wasn’t until I was in Seoul that it dawned on me how I’d left things. That is when all the doubts and worries started filling up my mind. The more doubts, the more fear came. The fear consumed all of my rational thoughts. That’s when the letter came. I was too scared to face you, any of you. Yet, the logical side of my brain told me to not leave everything unspoken. Believe it or not, I have thought about reuniting with you guys again. It is just as time went on more and more, the more I convinced myself that it was a bad idea. You all spent 7 years without me. Then you find me and I leave without a word. I just couldn’t face you. I’m still not ready to face you. I’d leave now if I could. I’d-”

“NO!” Yoongi and Taehyung yelled at the same time. Both turned to look at each other before Yoongi glared at Taehyung and decided to continue. “No more running. It’s time to deal with the damage that you caused. The first seven years without you were hell. Then when we finally get to see you again and start to think that we are all going to be happy, you leave again. These last three years were in a lot of ways worse than the first seven. At least the first seven weren’t your fault. You were in a situation that none of us knew about, that none of us could protect you from. We didn’t blame you, we just wanted you back. These past three however are your fault. You left us. You can say it was because you couldn’t face us. You can say it was cowardice. You can say whatever you want. I call bullshit. Earlier you said that you loved us.” Yoongi scoffed. “If you loved us, you wouldn’t have abandoned us. Leaving us with fucking envelopes that were delivered by someone else’s parents. If you loved us, even knowing that you took the cowards way out, you would have come crawling on your knees at some point. You don’t love us, Ji-ya. We loved you! We wound up broken because of you! We had to pick up the pieces and try to salvage our hearts and minds that you so callously tossed aside. We-”

“Yoon, I’m sorry.” Ji-ya cut off with a cry. She fell to her knees with a sob.

Yoongi strode towards his sister before his mind registered that he was moving. “I don’t want an apology from you.” He sneered. “I want you to know what you did. I want you to know what we went through. I want you to know how we had to pick ourselves back up to get to where we are now. I want you-”

“Yoongi, that’s enough.” Hoseok cut him off as he pulled him into his embrace.

“No.” Yoongi cried in Hoseok’s arms as his anger dissipated and all that remained was sorrow. “She, she needs to know that while she carried on with her life, we had to struggle, fix, and rebuild. She should know-”

“I know baby, I know.” Hoseok soothed. “Screaming and yelling isn’t the way to go. We’re all sad and angry, love.” Hoseok looked to Namjoon to convey silently the thought that he should be the one to continue the talk with Ji-ya.

With a nod, Namjoon stepped forward as Hoseok walked backwards with Yoongi to the couch. Namjoon sighed before speaking. “Ji, we understand that you had to face your parents on your own terms. We would have understood then if you had told us what you needed to do. What we don’t understand is why you felt that abandoning us was the only way for you to stand up for yourself. Why you fled from your house and didn’t return. We know that you thought of us. Fixing up your parents' house told us that. It is everything else that we can’t wrap our heads around. What did we do that made you think you couldn’t face us? What were our actions that made you believe you wouldn’t be welcome back with open arms?”

Ji-ya looked at Namjoon. “Nothing, you did nothing wrong. I know that you would have accepted me back. That you would have understood. But I made a mess of things. I-”

Jimin pulled himself up from where he was sitting and cut Ji-ya off. “You are absolutely correct that you made a mess of things. I don’t know if I would go so far as to call you a coward. Selfish, liar, asshole, jerk. I would definitely call you all of those. Did you ever stop to think of how your actions, your choices would affect those around you? It isn’t like you weren’t told how your absence affected us the first time.” The others sat in silence as Jimin spoke. All attention was on Jimin as his voice rose higher and higher. Their faces registering shock as his loud tone turned angry.

“Jeongguk was absolutely and completely right in what he called you three years ago. Everything about you is a complete and total disappointment. YOU ARE NOT A FUCKING COWARD, BUT YOU ARE A FUCKING LIAR! YOU ARE DEFINITELY NOT WORTH THE AIR WE BREATHE.”

Jimin finished his speech and with one final glare stormed out of Ji-ya's bungalow. Jeongguk followed after. Seokjin patted Namjoon on the arm and gave Ji-ya a sad look before leaving as well.

Ji-ya gazed around at the four remaining members of Bangtan. She could feel the tears threatening to fall from her eyes and desperately tried to hold them back. She didn’t have the right to be upset. She did wrong and she knew it. That’s why she continued to run instead of returning to face them, right?

The bungalow was uncomfortably silent. No one uttered a word after Jimin’s speech. There was a lot left to be said. A lot more questions that needed to be answered, but no one knew where to start. Ji-ya poured herself another glass of wine and eventually sat down on one of the bar stools surrounding the kitchen island. Hoseok continued to rock Yoongi gently back and forth. Namjoon studied his brother while the latter studied the wall.

Jaebum was the one to finally break the silence. “Why did you give up modeling?”

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A/N: Hey Guys! I'm back, i'm sorry for not updating for awhile my siblings had to use my laptop for school. I wanna know ya'lls thoughts on the upcoming chapters.

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A Fake Not So Fake Marriage-Chapter 26

Ji-ya was in the middle of a very heated argument with her manager when the men showed back up to her bungalow. She acknowledged their presence and signaled for them to take a seat.

“What you did today was extremely unprofessional. Adidas has demanded an apology. The Director wants to sue you. Luckily for you, I was able to smooth things over.”

Ji-ya leaned her hip against the couch and raised a brow at the man. “How did you do that?”

“Tomorrow, we will go to the set. You will apologize for your behavior and the photo shoot will go as planned.”

“Is that so, George?” Ji-ya glared at her manager as she moved to the kitchen to pour a glass of wine. “What makes you think that if I wasn’t willing to do it today that I would suddenly be okay to do it tomorrow?”

“It’s your job!” George exclaimed.

Ji-ya took a sip of her wine while she tried to decide what words she wanted to use. “First, don’t yell at me. Second, as I stated to that stupid man today, the concept he came up with at the last minute was not what I agreed upon. I know that to you all of this seems unreasonable. Maybe it is, but I won’t change my mind.”

Ji-ya watched as the man clenched and unclenched his fists. She took notice of the vein slightly bulging from his forehead. “Would you like a glass of water to calm your nerves, George? You look as if you are going to have heart palpitations any second.”

The guys watched on as Ji-ya goaded the man. This was not a Ji-ya that they were used to seeing. Something definitely changed about her over the last three years.

George glared daggers at Ji-ya. “I hate you!” He spat. “I’ve hated you from the beginning. The only thing that made having you as my client worthwhile was the money. Now even that is being messed with. You are an ungrateful, horrid, spoiled, not worth a-”

“I get it, George.” Ji-ya cut him off. “Which is why this should make you happy. I am no longer your problem. You don’t have to deal with my wretched ass anymore. You are free, George. Go and live the rest of your life.”

George sputtered. “I, I.” He cleared his throat. “I’m only free after this last shoot.”

Ji-ya shook her head. “There is no shoot, George. You’re free now. I told you many times already that I will not do it.”

“YOU HAVE TO!” George screeched. “I won’t get paid if you don’t. My reputation is on the line. What companies are going to want to work with my clients if the biggest name in the industry, that works for me by the way, walks away from a set?”

“Do you really think I should feel sympathy for you, George? YOU violated my contract. The Director violated MY contract. I am under no obligation to fulfill a contract that has been made null and void. If money is what you are worried about you shouldn’t be worrying. Do you think that because I am a model that I must be stupid and blind? Did you think that I wouldn’t notice that you’ve been taking a far higher cut of my earnings than you were supposed to?” Ji-ya shook her head again. “George, George, George. You prospered off of me very well. You went from a yearly salary of 240,000 dollars a year with modeling clients to over 2.2 million. Did you think that I wouldn’t notice the deals that you made behind my back with all the different companies? I’m not stupid, George. I never would have graduated from University at 19 if I was.”

George stared at Ji-ya with wide and shocked eyes. “I wou-, I nev-.” He paused. He glanced around the room to avoid looking at Ji-ya as he got his mind straight. His eyes widened further as he took in the fact that there were now eight other people in the room. When did they get here? How long have they been listening? He thought. Oh, the humiliation. He swallowed and turned back to Ji-ya with a hateful glare. How dare she humiliate him in front of a bunch of strangers. He straightened his shoulders and soldiered on. “You don’t know shit of what you speak. Your job was to look pretty, pose, and let the photographers take your picture. Pictures to sell whatever item that was being advertised. Your job was to sell the dream to millions of little girls, boys, men, women. Whatever the fantasy was supposed to be. It’s my job to handle the contracts, finance, and arrangements. Did I get paid extra from companies and the like? Sure, I did. That’s all a part of the business. I get paid to use my brain, the same way that you get paid to use your pretty face and body.”

“Get out.” Ji-ya ordered.

“Ji-ya.” George spoke.

Ji-ya glared at the man one last time before turning on her heel and heading into another room slamming the door. George took a look around the room at all of the men staring at him before stomping his way out of the bungalow. “THIS ISN’T FINISHED!” He yelled as he left.

Ten to fifteen minutes passed before Ji-ya made her reappearance. She took her place at the kitchen counter refilling her wine glass. She ignored the presence of the men until she finished her second glass of wine. After placing her glass softly on the counter, she turned and gave them her undivided attention. “Are we going to start off where we ended, or start with something new?”

The room was silent. The men glanced at each other waiting to see who would speak first. Hoseok looked at Yoongi worriedly, wondering if he was going to have another outburst. Namjoon looked to Taehyung to gauge his reactions. Jimin looked around then found a spot on the floor to stare at. Seokjin stared at Namjoon the same way that Namjoon stared at Tae. Jaebum just looked back and forth between all of them.

Jeongguk was the one to speak. “So, you didn’t come back because you were a coward.”

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A Fake Not So Fake Marriage - Chapter 25

The guys sat around Namjoon and Seokjin’s bungalow lost in their own thoughts. The surprises of the day having taken a toll on all of them. Namjoon kept eyeing both Yoongi and his brother. He was specifically looking for signs of distress in his brother. The lack of any kind of emotional response from Taehyung scared him. Trying to help rebuild Taehyung these last three years hasn’t been easy. For every step forward they’d made, they wound up taking about ten back. Namjoon was too terrified to imagine what would happen this time. Would there even be a chance to recover? Will this encounter be the straw that completely breaks Taehyung? God, he hoped not.

Hoseok wrapped Yoongi in his arms and tried to whisper consoling words to calm his love down. Whether it worked or not, Hoseok didn’t know. At least he wasn’t pushing him away. Jimin was curled in Jeongguk’s arms crying his eyes out. Jeongguk stroked his hair while staring at the wall with a frown. Seokjin did the only thing that he could think of. He was in the kitchen cooking. Hoping that some food would be good medicine.

Taehyung. Where to begin. The first feeling that came to Tae upon seeing Ji-ya was numbness. At first, he didn’t even register that she was in front of him. That he was looking at her. When the guys followed her back to her bungalow, he just followed out of instinct. Even sitting in her bungalow while she was in the bedroom didn’t make anything click. It wasn’t until Yoongi exploded that she registered in his mind. Yoongi yelling at her and demanding for her to tell them that they meant nothing to her was the first thing that his brain was able to compute. He sucked in a large breath of oxygen awaiting her response. Terrified of what she would say either way. Terrified was the next feeling that consumed him. Quickly followed by anger. Rage.

He was angry at her for reappearing. Reappearing just as he thought he was finally getting over her. Rage at himself that became terrified of what she would or wouldn’t say. Rage that after she so nonchalantly gave divorce papers, three years later nothing had been done. He’s stuck in limbo. A never-ending hell. Are they married? Are they not married? Was the confession she gave to Jeongguk three years ago a bunch of bullshit? So many questions filled his head. For every new question that popped up, the angrier he became. He needed answers. He needed resolution. He was broken away from his thoughts as Hoseok’s voice filled the room.

“Yoong, are you okay?”

Jimin and Jeongguk turned their attention to the couple. The sounds from the kitchen silenced as Seokjin waited to hear the answer.

“I don’t know.” Yoongi answered brokenly. “Three years, Hobi. She left us for three years.”

“I kn-”

“No!” Yoongi scooted away from Hoseok cutting him off. “The first time we see her in three years and it’s with Jaebum. Are we so fucking replaceable? She’s too fucking scared to face us, but not them? What the fuck?” He started getting pissed again.

“I don’t think-”

Hoseok’s response was cut off by a knock on the open bungalow door. All seven men turned their heads in the direction of the door. Peeking through the open doorway was the man Yoongi just began speculating about, Jaebum with a soft smile on his lips. “Mind if I come in for a moment?”

Seokjin nodded. Jaebum made his way into the seating area. “I didn’t get a chance to say hi earlier.” He stated.

Jeongguk was the one to respond. “Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be with your sister in law?”

Jaebum could hear the snarl in his tone. He knew they’d be upset after seeing Ji-ya. Hell, he was upset when he first saw her too. He only took the modelling gig because he knew that she’d be here. He wanted answers too. Jinyoung hasn’t been the same since she disappeared. He didn’t know why Jeongguk seemed to be upset with him, but he’d let it go for now. “What?”

“What do you mean what? You know the girl your husband is related to? Shouldn’t you be with her?”

Jaebum cast his eyes around to everyone in the room. “Did I do something wrong?” He questioned.

Namjoon was the one to answer. “No. Don’t mind Gguk. Our emotions are fragile right now. This wasn’t what we were expecting on our vacation.” He paused and thought for a moment. “How has she been?”

Jaebum looked at Namjoon in confusion for a moment before it finally clicked in his head what was going on. With a laugh he spoke. “I have no idea. This is the first I’ve seen her since Hawaii. That’s why I am here. I found out from another model that she was doing this shoot and I demanded to be a part of it. I figured it was the only way to corner her and get answers.”

Yoongi glared daggers at Jaebum. “So, you are saying that she has had no contact with any of you either?”

“None. Jinyoung has been trying to track her down for three years. We knew that she was in Seoul for a time because we were informed of the collapse of Min Corp. Every time we thought we got close to her though she disappeared. Hell, the only reason that I even found out about her being here was because it was a huge deal.”

“Why?” Namjoon asked confused. It was just a photo shoot for a company’s ad.

“She’s considered the top model in the industry. Everyone wants her. She announced to the industry a few months ago that she was retiring. She’d no longer appear anywhere. A lot of the models were ecstatic about the news. Her leaving the industry meant more high paying opportunities for others. Two weeks ago, another announcement was made that Ji-ya agreed to pose for a highly sought-after spread. When I heard the news, I wined and dined everyone I could to get the gig. Something in my gut told me that if I didn’t, we’d never find her again to get answers.”

The guys accepted Jaebum’s explanation. They had no reason to believe that he was lying. They didn’t know the modeling industry. After another bout of silence, Seokjin announced that the food was ready and invited Jaebum to stay and eat. He graciously agreed. Over the meal the eight men caught up with each other. They learned that Yugyeom and BamBam became trainees for JYP entertainment. Mark went into the fashion industry as a designer. He was making a name for himself across Asia. Youngjae was currently revamping the Min corp building that Ji-ya left to Seven. Jackson was still in California. Jaebum told them that Jinyoung put everything on hold to search for Ji-ya. It was only recently that his father had finally managed to convince him to let it go. As the meal came to an end, the guys formulated a plan about Ji-ya.

The plan was simple. They would all go back. Ask their questions and get answers. No fighting or screaming. After they were satisfied, they would decide where to go from there. Nothing more could possibly go wrong could it?

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A Fake Not So Fake Marriage- Chapter 24

Bangtan found themselves seated on the couches in Ji-ya's bungalow. Incredibly enough it was next door to Tae’s, Gguk’s, and Minnie’s. Nobody spoke as the seven men followed her to her destination. Still they didn’t speak after settling in. Ji-ya walked straight into the bedroom and shut the door.

She needed time to herself to figure out what to do and what to say. She couldn’t fool herself into believing that if she stayed hidden, they would get the hint and leave. They wouldn’t do that. There were too many issues unresolved. Too many questions that she knew she’d have to answer even though she knew she wouldn’t be able to. Sure, she had her reasons for leaving them. To her they were justified too. Yet, even she had to admit to herself that even if she was justified in her reasoning for leaving so suddenly, she had no excuse as to why she stayed gone.

A sudden rap on the door broke her from her thoughts. “We aren’t leaving baby girl so you might as well come out and face the music.” Jeongguk’s voice sounded through the door.

Ji-ya ran her hands through her hair tugging at the ends in frustration and fear. She wanted to wrap her arms around herself in safety. She didn’t want to do this. She didn’t want to face the men that she hurt. She didn’t want to face her brother or Taehyung. She glanced at her closed door before quickly looking at her window. Could she climb out of that and escape them all together? Should she be that much of a coward? Would she hate herself more if she did just that?

Who cared if she hated herself? What she was considering doing was for self-preservation. She made her way silently towards her window. Her mind convincing her that she was doing the right thing. With one last glance at her door, she began her escape.

Her feet never touched the ground. Instead she felt a pair of arms wrap around her middle. Felt a vibrating chuckle against her cheek as her face was smooshed into a rock-hard chest. She didn’t have to look to know who was holding her in his arms. The chuckle gave him away. She should have looked out the window before making her grand escape. Now she was most definitely stuck. Pleading with the likes of Kim Namjoon would do absolutely nothing for her.

“Did you really think that you could escape us, princess?” He chuckled again.

Ji-ya huffed. “It was worth a try.”

No more words were uttered as Namjoon carried her back inside the bungalow to the group of men that were waiting impatiently for a long overdue explanation. Once inside he placed her down in a chair and stood to stand slightly behind her. If she attempted to run his position would allow for him to quickly grab her.

Now that the initial shock of seeing Ji-ya had worn off, Hoseok studied her. He took in her appearance. She looked exhausted. Her make up did a good job of hiding some of her fatigue, but not all of it. You could see the faint traces of bags under her eyes that her make up didn’t conceal. The lines around her mouth that showcased the fact that she frowns more than smiles. The subtle way that her body slumps over. Whatever she has been doing the last couple of years has definitely taken a toll on her. “Have you been happy at all since you left?” The question was out of his mouth before he’d even registered the thought.

Ji-ya glanced at Hoseok before turning her gaze to the floor. “O-of course.” She stuttered out the lie. “I-I’ve been so many places and did so many things.”

Hoseok laughed bitterly. Nice to know that some things never change. The girl before him was still a horrible liar. “We know. I didn’t ask you that. I asked if you’ve been happy.”

Ji-ya looked up and glared at Hoseok. Of course, she hasn’t been happy. Her life is empty. She doesn’t have what she really wants. What she always wanted. She’ll never tell them that though. So, instead. “I said yes, Hobi. I’ve been, I- I am very happy.”

“Liar!”

Ji-ya spun around to look at Jeongguk. “What?”

Jeongguk narrowed his eyes and lowered himself to get in her face. “I said you were a liar.”

“How do you figure?”

“You stutter when you lie, Ji-ya. It’s your tell. Plus, you look like shit. What have you been up to that has made you look this way?” Jeongguk answered.

Ji-ya sighed and fell back against her seat. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Okay. Aside from whatever it is that you don’t want to talk about how about we get right down to the elephant in the room. Why’d you disappear?” Jeongguk querried.

Ji-ya gave a look, but didn’t respond.

The guys sat in waiting for a response. When none was forthcoming, Yoongi spoke. “Aren’t you going to answer the question, Ji-ya. Don’t we deserve an explanation?”

Ji-ya raised her eyes to her brother. “What explanation would you like me to give, Yoon? I left a letter.”

“Even if the letter was a sufficient explanation which for the record, it wasn’t. Why didn’t you come back? Why are we seeing you for the first time in three years? By accident I might add.”

“Yoon.” Ji-ya spoke softly.

Yoongi was mad. Mad as hell. Having his sister in front of him after all this time enraged him. He pondered for years what he would say to her if and when he ever saw her again. A small part of him always wished that their reunion would be happy and loving, but the bigger part of him knew that that is not how it would ever go down. Before seeing her again, they spent seven years feeling a loss. A hole that could only be fixed by them all being reunited. The three years after seeing her resulted in hell. He knew that his emotions were all over the place, but he couldn’t hold back now. His anger taking the forefront of his emotions. “Don’t Yoon me, Ji-ya. We have a right to know why you never once tried to come back. Did we do something wrong? Was everything you told us a lie? Did we just mean so little to you?” He screamed.

Tears ran down Ji-ya's face at Yoongi’s tirade. What could she say to explain herself? She had no right to defend herself. There was really nothing she could say to defend herself. No good reasons. Just plain cowardice. “Please.” She cried.

“NO!” Yoongi slammed his fist down onto the coffee table in front of him.

“Answer the damn questions, Ji-ya! Open your mouth and tell us how fucking little we mean to you! Tell us how that while you were OUR freaking everything, we were NOTHING to you!”

The rest of Bangtan looked on as Yoongi lost it. No one moved, no one knew what to say or do. They didn’t blame him for his outburst. All of them having questions that they needed answers to. Come hell or high water they were going to get their answers. Didn’t they deserve that?

Ji-ya jumped out of her chair. “DON’T, YOONGI!” She screamed as she got in his face. “You were never fucking nothing to me. How fucking callous and cold do you think I am?”

“I have no fucking idea! I thought I knew you! Until three years ago, I would have said that my sister was the greatest fucking person on the planet. Now? That statement would never come out of my mouth. I don’t know who the fuck you are.” He yelled back getting so close to her face that her features became blurry.

“I’m me, Yoongi. I’ve always been-”

“No. The Ji-ya that I knew-”

“The Ji-ya that you knew was what you made up in your head, Yoongi. FUCK! I was never as strong as you. I didn’t know how to stand up for myself. I always needed other people to do that shit for me. I didn’t fucking leave because I didn’t love you. I didn’t leave because I didn’t love any of you. I left because for the first time in my fucking life, I had to stand up for MYSELF! And I did. I fucking did it!”

“Then why didn’t you come back?” Yoongi questioned.

Ji-ya swallowed. Her throat suddenly feeling as dry as the Sahara Desert. Now was the moment of truth. For them as well as for her. She stepped back and looked at her brother. “I couldn’t. As happy as I was at standing up for myself. As proud of myself as I was for facing our parents. After everything was said and done it finally sunk in how rash my decision was. It sunk in how I left so abruptly. I was a coward. I couldn’t face you, any of you. I was terrified to see your faces and have to know what I’d done. I chose the coward’s way for self-preservation. Out of sight, out of mind.” She stated.

The silence in the room was deafening after her confession. Every one of them digesting the explanation in their own way. Yoongi eyed his sister and turned away from her. He made eye contact with every member of Bangtan. They needed to leave and regroup. With silent understanding the other six followed Yoongi out of Ji-ya's bungalow. Jeongguk stopped at the door. “No more running.” He ordered.

Ji-ya collapsed on the couch in tears after their departure. No more running, Jeongguk said. All she could do was agree that he was right. She made her bed and now she had to lay in it. She cried herself to sleep on the couch in her rented bungalow.

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A Fake Not So Fake Marriage- Chapter 23

Bangtan watched Jaebum and the man furiously argue with each other. Not being able to hear what the fight was about; they could do nothing more than look on with curiosity and confusion as the argument continued with furious faces and wild hand gestures. With one last huff they watched as Jaebum turned and stormed off back the way he came.

Taking this as their chance to talk to him, Bangtan quickly rushed towards him. Jaebum entered a make shift tent before they were able to reach him. Seokjin had his hand on the flap of the tent getting ready to part it so that they could enter when a voice stopped him in his tracks. He glanced behind him with wide eyes at the other six men noticing that they all froze too.

“I won’t do it.”

“The director isn’t really giving you a choice. You are holding up the shoot.” Jaebum argued.

The other person sighed in exasperation. “I have a choice JB. My contract states exactly what I will and will not do. There is no getting around that. That man and whatever company this shoot is for cannot change the terms of my contract and I will not be steamrolled by some freaking idiot to do just that.”

“Ji, it’s your last shoot before you run off into some freaking cave or whatever isolated place you chose to hide away from the world. Can we just get this shoot done please?” Jaebum tried to convince.

“No.”

“This is stupid. Stop being so freaking stubborn.” Jaebum snapped.

“No, JB. I’m not being stubborn. I am standing my ground. I have never conceded to a company or director’s demands before and I will not do it now.”

“Ji-ya!” Jaebum yelled.

Ji-ya glared at Jaebum before standing up. She didn’t want to continue this argument. It was pointless. He wasn’t willing to see her point of view and she wasn’t willing to fold. She didn’t even want to be here, but her manager convinced her to do one last photo shoot before retirement. After a lot of convincing she begrudgingly agreed. If she had known for even a moment that agreeing would wind up with the situation before her now, she would have told her manager to screw off. What was supposed to be nothing more than a photo shoot to show off the new athletic swimwear that Adidas was rolling out turned into a nightmare and headache.

The director decided at the last minute that he wanted to change the original vision. Males and females sporting the swimsuits while playing sports and having fun in the surf. His new and improved idea? What can be worn in the sun can also make a mate swoon in the bedroom. Now Ji-ya isn’t against bed room spreads. She’s done it many times before, but that’s also what she signed up for. She didn’t sign up for that this time. To add on to her frustration was the fact that Jaebum was her partner. She made it clear to her manager three years ago that she did not want to be partnered with her brother in law again for any shoot. She loves her brother in law but when she left Bangtan and Seven behind it was with the understanding that she would have no contact with them again. So, to have him here now in front of her as her partner that her manager specifically requested behind her back pissed her off.

With one last look at Jaebum, Ji-ya turned to head over to the director herself and explain why the shoot would not happen. “Bye, JB.”

Ji-ya stepped out of the tent and froze. Oh no, no, no! Standing in front of her were the seven men she desperately tried to avoid. What the hell is she supposed to do now? Why is her past suddenly showing up everywhere? “Shit!” she exclaimed.

“Our sentiments exactly, baby girl.” Jeongguk spat.

Before any more words could be spoken the director pushed himself through the men to face off with Ji-ya. “You are costing the company a lot of money by holding off production, little girl.” The man fumed.

Ji-ya went from shock at seeing the guys to rage at the man in front of her. She took in his beady little eyes, the nose that was both too long and too wide for his short and rounded chubby face. His pencil thin lips that were pressed together so tightly that you could see the white surrounding his mouth from where the blood wasn’t flowing. Pushing the confrontation that she knew in her gut was going to happen with Bangtan she made her way through all the men and stormed off.

The director balked at having the girl ignore him. Who the hell does this stupid little trollop think she is? He turned around and started screaming. “Who the hell do you think you are? I am talking to you, girl.” He continued as Ji-ya kept moving. “You are being unprofessional and unreasonable. You signed a contract for Pete's sake. Stop acting like an entitled little bitch and do your job!”

Ji-ya heard everything that the man yelled. Nothing he said phased her in the slightest. She snorted. Entitled? Really. That’s what he came up with?

“You will be sued! Do you hear me? Sued!” The man screamed again.

The mention of being sued was enough for Ji-ya to turn around and stomp her way back to the director. “Tell me you little fuck.” She snarled as she approached the man. “Tell me what the fuck I am going to get sued for? Not doing the shoot? The concept that you chose last minute is not the concept in my contract. You do not have my signature on any kind of document that says I agreed to the shoot chosen. For the fucking record my contract also states whom I will and will not work with. Since the company, you, and MY ex manager have all violated the terms I agreed upon ALL of you can kiss my fucking ass. This shoot will not happen, at least not with me. So, go scurry your ass along and get the fuck out of my sight.”

Ji-ya glanced at the seven men behind the director before continuing on with her walk to her destination. She knew that her day wasn’t over. One hurdle may be finished, but now she had to face off and answer to seven others. Possibly eight if Jaebum decided to make an appearance to. With a sigh she continued heading to the bungalow that she had rented for her last week as a model. She didn’t need to look back and see if Bangtan were following her. She could feel their eyes on the back of her head.

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A Fake Not So Fake Marriage- Chapter 22

It’s been three years. Three years since Hawaii. Three years since they found and lost Ji-ya. Two years since their lives changed and truly began. After reuniting the men chose to sell the manor that Hi-ya bought and renovated. The memories were too much and they couldn’t handle the dark clouds that hung over their heads. They bought a house in a neighborhood far from the former Min manor. The house may not be a mansion, but it was what they wanted and needed. Slowly they began to heal together. Seeking solace in each other and outside support when necessary, the men got back to a healthy place. Well, healthier at least. There were times that something would set off a breakdown. It took almost a year for the men to be healed enough to start working on their dreams. With the money Ji-ya left them, they revamped Min corp. Initially they planned to sell Min corp just like they did Min manor, not wanting any of the negative memories of the past. After many long conversations they decided against the sale and instead chose to do a major overhaul. The first floor was gutted and redesigned as a restaurant that Seokjin named Jin’s. The second and third floors were turned into dance studios by Hoseok and Jimin. Yoongi and Namjoon turned the fourth and fifth floors into music studios. Lastly Jeongguk and Taehyung turned the top two floors into art and photography studios.

Each of the males made accolades in magazines and newspapers for their accomplishments. Jin’s became a hotspot for delicious and affordable cuisine. Hoseok and Jimin received awards for their work with underprivileged youth. Yoongi and Namjoon received awards for songs they wrote and produced. Jeongguk and Taehyung had their photography featured in magazines.

Everything that they’d ever dreamed of came to fruition. They were for the most part happy and satisfied. Every once in a while, they still feel the ache of Ji-ya's absence, but It's not debilitating anymore. The flare ups only really happen when they spot her picture on a bus or a cover of a magazine. After leaving them in Hawaii they learned that she continued with her modeling career. They were proud of her success but didn’t follow her career. She didn’t want to be a part of their lives and they couldn’t keep holding on.

As much as some things changed for the better, there were still some hang-ups. Taehyung refused to move on. He claimed that he would rather be alone than with someone other than the woman he’d loved his whole life. The guys tried to set him up on dates, but they never ended well. One of two things always happened. He would show up and quickly pardon himself from the date or he would be a no show. After the fifteenth or sixteenth time, the guys gave up.

Though the men had turned a corner for the better with their careers, Namjoon still worried. True that they may all be in a healthier place from three years ago, but things weren’t the same. He worried for all of the guys but not as much as his brother. Especially now with the anniversary of Tae’s wedding. His marriage was still an unfinished mess. Ji-ya left divorce papers for him, but Tae never followed through. None of them knew if there was a statute of limitations. Were the two still married? Does a divorce still go through if one doesn’t sign?

Knowing that the anniversary was coming up, Namjoon spent the last month researching places to take the guys on a vacation. He wanted to take the guys somewhere fun and relaxing. He wanted to keep Tae’s mind away from dark thoughts as well as celebrate all of the guys’ hard work. He researched a bunch of different destinations. Paris, London, Amsterdam, Copenhagen. Eventually he settled on a beach destination. Bora Bora. Three weeks in the sun surrounded by crystal clear water.

Day one of their vacation was spent sleeping and being lazy. Namjoon rented three cabanas. One for him and Jin. One for Yoongi and Hoseok. The last for the three maknaes. The location was beautiful. Their cabanas sat at the end of a dock. Stepping outside the view was beautiful clear blue water.

Day two was spent mostly the same as day one. Very lazy. Yoongi continued with his idea of a vacation by being a sloth and either sleeping or being a couch potato. Seokjin convinced Namjoon to wander around and sample the different cuisine. Research for his restaurant he called it. Hoseok, Jimin, and Taehyung hung around the beach watching Jeongguk try different water sports.

Day three found all seven men huddled up in Jin and Joon’s cabana eating breakfast and arguing over plans for the day.

“I say we go jet skiing.” Jeongguk reiterated for the third time.

They’ve been arguing for the last thirty minutes. They were at an impasse and getting nowhere. Jin wanted to continue his explorations of food. Yoongi wanted to continue with being a sloth. Hoseok wanted something safe while Jeongguk kept suggesting extreme options. Taehyung remained silent. Not really caring what they did one way or another.

“Why don’t we just head out and see where our feet take us?” Jimin proposed in annoyance at the back and forth bickering.

The arguing and talking over each other stopped as they turned to Jimin. Shoulder shrugs and whatever’s went around the table as they agreed. An hour later the seven men found themselves at a nearby public beach staring at what looked like a photo shoot or music video taking place. While the others looked upon the scene in curiosity, Namjoon looked on in worry.

Thoughts filled Namjoon’s head. Each one worse than the last. What if they were watching a modeling shoot? What if the one person that none of them want to see, yet at the same time all desperately want to see is on that strip of beach right now? How will they handle it? Will Taehyung crumble again? It was so incredibly hard to pick up the pieces the last time. How much worse would it be having to do it again?

While Namjoon was silently panicking the others watched on in interest at the chaos that seemed to be going on. People were running around frantically, music was blaring, and a guy that looked like he was the one in charge seemed to be losing his mind. They watched as the man in charge began shaking his arms and yelling to someone to hurry up.

The guys turned their heads in the direction that the man was staring. Their eyes widened in recognition. Walking onto the beach was a person that they thought they’d never see again. All seven men stood stunned as Jaebum made his way towards the set in front of them.

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A Fake Not So Fake Marriage- Chapter 21

A/N- I decided to revamp this chapter for dramatic purposes.

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It’s been almost nine months since Bangtan last saw Ji-ya. Two weeks after she disappeared the guys returned home to Seoul. The trip that started out with nervousness and joy ended with sorrow and heart break. All of the men were at a loss. They couldn’t handle their own sadness let alone help each other through it. For the first time since they got back together after losing her the first time, the seven men parted their separate ways. It would take eight months for them to reunite and even then it wasn’t willingly.

Each of them received a summons to be at Min manor on a specified date and time. Although none of them were surprised that the others were there, they weren’t exactly jovial in greeting. Emotions were high and the tension was thick.

Yoongi and Hoseok looked upon each other with longing and sadness. Neither of them would have ever entertained the thought that anything could have separated them. Their love for each other was strong and could overcome anything. Maybe they were naive in their belief since all it took was a little princess named Ji-ya and everything came crashing down around them. Now looking at each other after so long both thought the same thing. Could they ever reconnect? Was it over?

Namjoon and Seokjin believed the same way that the other pair did. Nothing could break them apart. The difference between the two couples was massive. Even though they parted ways for a time, neither of them believed that their relationship was over. They both understood that they needed space to grieve and accept. Seokjin knew that Namjoon would be spending almost all of his time trying to fix the shattered pieces of his little brother’s heart and he was okay with giving the space to do that.

Seokjin slowly gravitated towards Namjoon. There were no words of “I missed you,” “I love you.” Without speaking at all the two embraced as if it was only hours ago that they’d seen each other. Seokjin didn’t ask how he fared and Namjoon didn’t either. They just shared all the love that they felt for one another with a hug.

The three maknae’s were the last to show. The older four looked at them. A plethora of emotions swirling in their eyes. The eight months didn’t look as if it helped the three youngest at all. They looked as if they barely survived a horror movie. Jimin looked pale and unkempt. Heavy bags under his eyes, hair in all directions and greasy. His body seemed to go through a horrible transformation. He was thin almost deathly thin. As pale as he looked there was also an indescribable tinge to his skin. Jeongguk didn’t look as pale, but he did look as if the eight months transformed him from the Jeongguk they knew and loved to a complete stranger. The male before them now had piercings and tattoo’s. He didn’t seem to fit into they scene that they were all a part of. He looked as if he’d be more at home in a smoky bar or club than outside a mansion. Taehyung looked a mess. He was a heartbreaking sight to see. He was pale and visibly broken. His arms were wrapped around himself so tightly it seemed as if that was the only thing holding him in place. If the grip loosened in any way he would shatter.

Yoongi was the first to make a move. With quick and determined steps he made his way to Taehyung. Without saying a word, Yoongi gathered the broken male in his arms and held on for dear life. For a moment the others looked on. They didn’t know what to do or how to help. It wasn’t until sobs sounded in the tense silence that their feet carried them to the pair. For the first time in eight months the Bangtan Boys were together. For the first time in eight months they hugged.

The reunion was cut short by a nasaly voice calling their names. With puffy eyes and swollen cheeks from crying the seven men broke apart and turned towards the sound that interrupted them. A short stout man was the culprit that interrupted them.

“Bangtan? Are you Bangtan?” The man yelled as they stared at him.

They watched as his shoulders sagged in relief as Namjoon nodded his head at the man’s question. The man began to gesture them over, his too tight suit slightly bulging at the seams with his frantic movements. As a unit they made their way to where the man was standing at the bottom of the steps.

The man smiled a toothy grin as they stopped in front of him. “Welcome, welcome. So glad that you all could make it. If you all-”

“What’s this about?” Jeongguk questioned with an annoyed sigh cutting the man off.

The man paused momentarily and looked at them all in confusion. Shouldn’t they know what this was all about? He thought to himself. He shifted his body to stand a little taller and regain his momentary lapse in composure before speaking again. He looked to Jeongguk to answer his question. “This is about your new home, sir. Didn’t Ms. Kim inform you?”

“Ms. Kim?” Hoseok balked.

The man standing before them now had a look of bewilderment on his face. A sudden feeling that there was a whole lot more to this situation started running rampant through his mind. He believed that this was supposed to be an easy transaction. Ms. Kim hired him to oversee the renovations of Min manor. Giving instructions that once all renovations were complete, the keys were to be handed over to Bangtan. The way he’d heard it was that all parties knew what was going on. Staring at the men in front of him now, he couldn’t help but think that, that wasn’t the case. His shoulders slumped in distress. What does he do now? “I guess it is correct of me to assume that you all have no idea what is going on? Are you Bangtan? Do you know Ms. Kim? Is it possible that I sent letters to the wrong gentlemen? -”

Yoongi cut his rambling diatribe of questions off. “One question at a time, sir. Yes, we are Bangtan. No, we do not know what is going on.”

“And Ms. Kim? Do you know her?”

Yoongi looked warily at the man. “Did she only interact with you as Ms. Kim? Or did she give you a first name?” Yoongi had a very, very good idea of whom the man was speaking. After all the eight of them were standing outside of Min manor. He just couldn’t figure out why the woman who fled from them so drastically, the woman who left them, the woman who had another person’s parents drop off divorce papers would use a married surname.

The man stared back at Yoongi. From the looks of him this man has to be the brother. The woman shares too many similarities not to be the sibling. He just had to remember the name. Yonmi? No. Yunki? No. Youngjie? No, that didn’t sound right either. Yoongi? Yoongi? Yes, yes that sounds right. “ You are Yoongi, correct?” He smiled again as the man nodded yes in response. Not realizing that the news he was about to deliver would not be taken graciously he began to explain. “Well, your sister Ms. Ji-ya Kim has been working diligently these past months on all the affairs to this estate in order and have it renovated for your use. If you gentlemen would like to follow me inside, I will give you a tour of the house and walk you through all the renovations that were made.”

The man turned to walk up the stairs as he finished his explanation. He didn’t see the looks on the faces of the men behind him. He didn’t see how their bodies stiffened at the mention of Ji-ya. He walked happily and stridently up the steps not glancing back once to see if the men were following. He opened the grand double doors wide and turned around with a huge smile. “Welcome home!”

Bangtan made their way through the doors. The interior was unrecognizable. Gone was the stark white interior that filled every room of the manor. Now the place was filled with black and pops of color everywhere.

Yoongi stepped away from the group to inspect the changes more thoroughly. As he walked around the main level slowly, memories of years ago played through his head. He ran his hands along the back of the new couch as he made his way around. His body shuddered as he remembered the coldness that was once a part of his daily life. The only things that made his childhood bearable being the men in the room with him and the little sister that he adored more than anything else. He jerked his head towards the door as the sound of it closing echoed throughout the room. Images of a young Ji-ya racing down the stairs grinning clouded his mind.

As images and memories swirled through his head, his hand grasped the lamp that was sitting perched on an end table beside the couch. His body jolting back into the present as the lamp shattered against the wall. All the pent-up anguish and anger deciding that now was the time to surface. As if his body was on auto-pilot, Yoongi began grabbing everything that he could and trashed the place.

The seven other men watched with wide eyes as Yoongi broke down. No one knew what to do or say. They remained motionless as he destroyed everything that he could. It wasn’t until he collapsed on his knees and began screaming that any of them moved. Hoseok was the first to Yoongi’s side. He cradled the love of his life in his arms. Silent tears trailing down his own face as he held onto Yoongi through his breakdown.

The man that summoned Bangtan stood quietly by the front door observing the men around him. He didn’t understand what was going on and to be honest at this point he just wanted to hand them the keys and disappear back to his own life. Seven men in all different forms of severe disfunction was not a part of his job description. He was a lawyer not a psychiatrist. These men seemed as if they needed a good shrink not a house. Not wanting to interfere but at the same time wanting to finish the tour and leave as fast as possible he sighed. “Gentlemen, I am sorry to interrupt whatever it is that is going on but can we please finish the tour?”

Hoseok glared at the man by the door. Who gives a crap about a tour? They don’t need a freaking tour, but they do need this man to leave. The stranger had already seen more than enough of their issues. “The tour is finished.” He stated, his voice sounded almost in a growl.

“Sir, with all due respect-”

“With all due respect the man told you the tour was over. Hand over the keys and leave.” Jeongguk snarled rudely at the lawyer. He glared at the lawyer as the man huffed from his position by the door. The man opened and closed his mouth several times like a fish before finally deciding to do just as told.

Placing the keys on a table by the door, the man opened the door and stormed out of the house. His annoyance could be heard as he made his way down the steps towards his car. Seokjin moved and closed the door behind the angry lawyer.

The seven of them were now together again after months of no contact. Together in a house that had both some of the best memories of their life as well as dark all-consuming nightmares of loss and heart break. What the future held none of them knew. Hell, none of them knew what the next hour would hold. The only thing that seemed crystal clear to any of them was that the last eight months apart did none of them any good.

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