"That is quite an article, don't you think?" I said while rubbing my jaw.

The blonde man who sat in front of him agrees while sipping his americano. "But really? wedding bells, Hoseok?" Yoongi chuckled disbelieved. "Us, getting married?"

I stared through the glass panel behind my mahogany desk in my leather chair, thinking. "Oh, I know that look, brother. What are you thinking?"

"What look?"

"You know, staring out through the window, twirl the ring on your finger, God knows for how long-" Yoongi was cut off by a soft creak of the office wooden door gracing the presence of my secretary, Miss Lee.

"I am guessing they are here, now?"

"Yes, Mr. Jung. They are waiting outside. Shall I them in?" I nodded.

"Should I prepare any coffee for your guests, sir?"

"No, thank you. We'll be heading out later. Clear out my schedules throughout the day. Divert any calls to the Vice President Son. Only call me, if there is a matter of life and death. Noted? That's all." Ms. Lee nodded and headed out from the room, informing the guests.

Yoongi and I were then greeted by the sound of laughters notifying the arrival of our two best friends, Park Jimin and Kim Taehyung. "Yes, yes! The two monkeys!" Yoongi added.

"Brothers! How are you? It's been awhile." The older one said giving us a brotherly hug while Yoongi was making his disgusted face beside me. "Oh tell me, what's with the face, Yoongi?"

"Jimin, you know how Yoongi is. Not a big fan of hugs" I stated. Jimin and Taehyung smiled while pulling Yoongi in between them sitting on the sofa, squishing their poor brother.

"So, what brings you two here, squishing me to death, you know I don't like any hugs?" Yoongi said while pressing his lips into a straight line.

"The article of course! Look, imagine us, the powerful seven getting married! Preposterous!" Taehyung rolled his eyes.

"Preposterous? Who even use that word now? Have you been reading lately?" Yoongi shrugged.

It wasn't all that shocking that Taehyung uses these words every now and then. Namjoon were making him learn these words by reading! Well, that is Namjoon, always making sure that our brains are filled with knowledges, a vast expansion of vocabulary by reading recent news- be it finance, politics, and even entertainment!- books, biographies, and I quote, 'Knowledge is wisdom, without knowledge, nobody wants to look up to you!'

"Ha ha. That is funny, Yoongi!"

He was then greeted by the sound of Jimin's stomach growling loudly. "Looks like my tummy screams fine dining!" Jimin smiled sheepishly. "I guess we could head out and have lunch" I said, grinning.

"Where should we go?" Taehyung asked innocently.

"Where else?" Jimin smacked his neck lightly.

The manager welcomed the four of us and lead us to their VIP room, the usual hanging spot for the seven of us. We were then pleased to see Seokjin and Jungkook in the room giving a warm smile.

"The smell of this room is divine! New menu, chef?" Jimin said.

"No greeting? Hi and yes. I've been developing this new menu before I set it as an option in the restaurant's menu. Let me call in the wait-" Seokjin turned his head towards the entrance of the room without finishing his sentences.

"Late as always!" Yoongi said to Namjoon who was panting at the door. "I'm sorry, you know how the traffic is!"

"Traffic or a lady? Don't tell me, Kendra has wrapped you around her fingers! " Jungkook smirked. Namjoon blushed.

"Kendra who?" Namjoon questioned.

"That's one of my model, for God sake! You know, the one with deep red hair!"

"Oh, I thought her name was Julie. Well, it is just a one time thing, or two." Jungkook scoffed.

"Chill Jungkook, like you have never had any ladies clinging to your arms. Anyways, since you were the one arriving late to our meet up, you know the rule. 100 dollars to each one of us!" I said smirking and while giving out my hand. Namjoon opened up his wallet and slapping 100 dollars in our hands.

Of course, women and us are inseparable! There isn't a day without our names in the tabloids as well as the weekly magazine, filled with paparazzi photos, women on our sides.

"Remember the deal we made several years ago?"