“What do you think of the secret that worried Seokjin? What it should be?” Jungkook asked.

Jimin shrugged his shoulder, walking down from his brother’s bedroom floor after asking if he needs anything. “He never told me. Besides, he used to stay with Soobin-ssi more. Tae-hyung had to stay days out for business purpose, I had my studies, so we couldn’t spent much time together, pull all nighter and read each other books, have chats and snacks like we used to—I missed it all!—but when I saw him and his teacher adhered to each other all day, spending hours in garden, library, what not, always smiling like new young lovers, I never had heart to go to Seokjin anymore who apparently had forgotten he had a husband. I saw my brother’s smittened husband self in the eyes of Seokjin—curling my inside in all bitterness.”

“I have this thought in me, Seokjin was a merrily man but suddenly had turned into mentally disturbed one day after coming from Taehyung’s hotel location site and never disclosed his worries to anyone. What happened that day? I wonder. Did his husband say something to him?”

Jimin shook his head in great denial. “I doubt my brother would say anything sort of antipathy to Seokjin for he loved him deeply, blindly—never dared to be cause of fall in his wife’s smile.”

“Then no way Seokjin just rides to the location and suddenly something turns him peculiar, I think he encountered something that triggered him.”

“I think the same.” nodded Jimin, he dug more deeper into that day when he refused to go to location for he had project to complete. He wished if had been there with Seokjin then maybe he would’ve saved everything. “I guess maybe Namjoon hyung have any idea of it...” he spoke in soft tone.

Jungkook’s eyes snapped. “Namjoon?” he leant forward. “Why him?” the sudden mention of Namjoon confused him.

“The day Seokjin was invited by his husband to see the enormous location for hotel foundation, Taehyung had planned to take Seokjin with him but his manager came early in the morning for work reasons and took Taehyung away in an urgent matter. However my brother did send chariot to bring Seokjin there. Namjoon was invited too so they both went together in one ride.”

“And you are saying this important part now!” Jungkook raised his brows.

Jimin raised a brow too, his palms on the table fisting. “What do you mean? Don’t tell me you think of Namjoon hyung behind the worried state of Seokjin.” his face looked irked.

“I didn’t mean it that way.” Hah! Off course I do. Jungkook looked away.

“Absolutely you mean it that way. But I must tell you, hyung isn’t that way. He would never cause any distress to anyone especially if they are close like family. It’s never him.” he shook his head and tried to leave but Jungkook held his wrist.

“I am not quite acquainted to your Namjoon hyung but he is very much of an uncanny man, if I be honest. He still lives in this town but not with you. He comes here like a lost wind. Once a month and then disappears but within this town. What is it with him?—If I am to help you in this matter then I need to be blunt and state what is strange.” Jungkook shrugged his shoulders, pulling Jimin to take a seat back.

Jimin looked quite offended for his brother who he adores in hymenal way. “He has a pride.” Jimin retorted. “He can’t happen to stay here, eat here while do nothing as he has no business here. Though he helps my brother but he takes it like his duty. So he rented a house at the far end of this town for he thinks himself as burden and since he is the eldest we didn’t force him to reside in our house. He wants to be on his own!” Jimin said in one breath. His face red.

“Okay, I buy it all!” Painter raised his hands.
    Jimin scoffed in disbelief. “what is that—you buy it all? You shouldn’t buy believe in him as well, he is very  precious!” Now Jungkook scoffed in disbelief. “Is he any sort of cult leader that you can’t take a word against him and follow him blindly? Anyway I just questioned his action. Didn’t jail him or something.” Jimin calmed at that and apologized.

“I get little frustrated when he is mentioned for no good.” Jimin said. “I like him.”

“Of course you do, he’s your brother.” Jungkook refused to look at him but when Jimin said, “I like him in other way.” Jungkook stared at him for a minute and then burst out laughing. “You like him? I must say you’ve got very perilous choice.” he continued to titter. 

“Why do you loathe my cousin huh? Just because you find him peculiar? That isn’t his crime to be strange!”

“Loathe is such a big word Jimin-ssi, and I certainly do not have that for him. I am being verbal of my gut—that man might do something big and nobody would like it.” Jungkook who had a teasing smile turned serious which side of him had tamed the wild whiny Jimin.

Jimin looked at his own lap as his eyes wandered. “I don’t know anything but  you never lie.” Jimin mumbled as he reflected the images of love of his life, Kim Namjoon. Trying to find what in him is odd, What did he overlooked in him. Maybe it is subtle.

“So let’s believe that Namjoon did something or said something to my brother-in-law that caused disturbance in him and had to keep it in himself till he died.” Jimin passively said, looking straight at him.

“Jimin you don’t have to go against him, you like him.”

“It doesn’t matter now. So let’s say it’s his fault and harassed Seokjin but what was the reason?”

“That is it. That’s what we don’t know and the truth was lost when Seokjin’s existence ceased. if you are man then you should ask your love, Namjoon sir for what did he do to Kim Seokjin?”

Jimin winced. “I don’t think I can never man up to ask him, but even if I did ask because don’t look down at me I can courage up and ask him even if he is scary but what is the certainity that he has his hands in this. We are just suspecting and assuming. If things aren’t the way we kept and it would backfire, if he is innocent then my hyung will kill me, I won’t be able to look at myself.” He clutched his hairs.

“What is scary in him Jimin?”

“His eyes and when he is serious. Tell me, should I risk to ask?”

Jungkook swayed his hand rejecting it. “Too soon to ask him about that Jimin, first I need to hear the whole story.”

“Ah, yes. I will tell you. This another scene caught in sight of maid.” he began. 

“After few days of my and Seokjin’s converse in the library. He didn’t appear to be any uneased like he was in past days but still it was there—very subtly it bothered him—whenever he was left alone with his mind.

I remember that time maid came into my room to tidy it. She always brings some humdrum chats to me and I listen to her because she’s same age to my mum and I respect her. She was being very complaining of her husband and all, while I pretended to be all ears but then she turned hesitant, stuttering on words and asked.
    “Young master, I have been working here for twenty years now and never had any complaints against me. If you allow me to speak what I have in my heart then it will be all true, I am not trying to start any fire in this house that has been a god to me.”
     “Go on aunt laura. I will believe you.” I assured, not convincing myself for it will be any serious.

“I walked in the garden because an owl was sitting there stranded bench near backyard. I wanted to shoo it away since it’s a bad omen. But, when I reached there—what I saw stung my eyes, oh my master Taehyung! He will be rubbled, destroyed, if he had seen this than me.” her voice wavered as she held herself.

“What did you see?” I turned around as soon my brother was mentioned.

‘Seokjin was against the wall and Soobin-ssi was kissing him! On his lips!’ She twisted the cleaning ratty cloth in her fingers.

My soul shook in my body, it struck my heart. I dashed to the window of my room through where the garden is seen very clearly. It was all silent and empty, a relief to my aching heart. Of course I didn’t believe her to begin with but she had no business being a liar and ruining character of Seokjin. She adored Seokjin as he helped her child for school fees.
    Something in me tore for the two sides, each running on the either sides—getting me restless on whom should I believe.”

“You, you are not lying, are you?” I cautiously asked, holding my breath.

“Sir, if you found about my words to be all lie then you can take away my job, I have son studying in courtesy of Seokjin sir. His kindness was keeping me to never open this secret and hid it inside me all the way but he will be in grave trouble if my master—Taehyung sir gets it all in his knowledge. He is calm and rational but losses all when his beloveds molests his loyalty, and here is Kim Seokjin who he loves him very deeply, might do anything devastating to him or his own self. So, I thought to share it with you lest to anyone.
    You must expound him some senses and bring back his conscience. He is very young, beautiful and married. Might had drifted away his moral sense for little period, but eventually he must return to his husband. Please help him.’

‘Do not worry.’ I clutched the arm of the chair because I couldn’t take the news into my heart. ‘Thank you for you used the brain and didn’t keep this before my brother first. I will talk to Seokjin.’

This came like a crashing wave drowning me. What I feared albeit the least doubted is coming to be nightmare in real. I had to debunk it—because my eyes were clean from any of such sight where to people who are not suppose to be having such vile  relation. I doubted it to be true. Maybe, maid saw it from a very hideous angle that reflected them as doing—whatsoever.

I walked to the room of Seokjin. I must courage up to ask him on the face and sort it out before Tawhyung claws him.

But

But he went out to buy few necessary things with Soobin-ssi. Huh! Seokjin who usually avoids crowded places like market for he is always given some discomforting stares and prefers maids to fetch him what he needs happened to be out there with his suspected illicit lover.

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“Jimin-ah, you must have been affected by the sudden news, weren’t you?” Jungkook asked in the softest tone as he saw the unshed tears in the eyes of Jimin.

“I thought him to be the best person in my life. I was always encouraged to learn moralities, kindness and love, maintaining inner and outer beauty through him. But, in a matter of one blink, he annihilated everything, even himself.
    I sometimes wish that he was at least alive. Though it would stir pain in me and my brother that Seokjin could’ve been but with his lover however in the end—he was there, somewhere in the corner of the world.
    And when one time he reflects upon his actions, his love for my brother pains him, awakens him to bring his confused self back on the track, my brother wouldn’t hold any grudges against him— no matter how stained, defected, profane Seokjin turned, Taehyung would accept him overlooking it all. Ready to accept his darkness as well. But only if he was alive.” Jimin smiled at the painter like he was seeing his own reflection in saddest mirror. Jungkook held Jimin’s softest fingers and caressed them.

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Jungkook was in the deep sleep, when he heard a faint knocks on his door. Very hesitant and soft. He walked to the door and saw Jimin holding lamp in his hand, drawing closer to their face.

“Jimin-ah, it’s” he looked at the wall clock. “Half past four in the morning.” he said in his gruff voice.

“I apologize but it’s very important.” Jungkook’s eyes widened. “Your brother!”
    “Shut it, he’s alright.” Jimin spoke, hushing him.

“The unknown letter that arrived.” Jimin began, looking all around the silent floor and walked inside his room, he looked restless. “Do you have it with you now?”

“What’s the matter?”

“I had this in back of my mind, that the handwriting were so familiar, I had this in me disquieted since I saw that letter. I might recognize it if you give it to me. Do you have it? As I did not take the hold of it as I disliked it, I think I gave it back to you. So do you—”

“I have, it’s in my coat. Wait I will get it.” Jeon rummaged in his cupboard and found it, unfolding it and handing to Jimin who took it and removed a small letter from his own pocket.

Painter knelt before Jimin curiously. “What note is that?”

Jimin ignored his question, studying the handwritings of both piece of papers. He nodded and gasped and his eyes snapped widest. “Yes, they both do match!” he yelled but minded his tone.

Jungkook asked again. “What note is that?” little frustrated.

“This letter I have was originally for  Seokjin but he was out that day for something I don’t remember so I took it on behalf of him and since I was not talking to him for he was turning into cheater, I ignored him to the point that I totally missed off to give it to him, lying in my drawer all the time. And before I could give, he was gone and since he isn’t here anymore, and it won’t be counted as immoral to read it when reader is not there—so I opened the letter.” he guiltinessly shrugged his shoulders.

Since Jungkook who has done this before—prying to read other’s letter,  snatched paper from his hand. As his blood got vibrant in middle of night for they found however tiniest but the hint.

jimin scolded, “Hey, you might tear it. It is not very interesting letter anyway.”

Jungkook took other letter as well that was found in the garden and scanned the handwritings. Indeed they were the same. The letter Jimin gave was very tidy, with the address, and stamped envelope but the letter found in the garden was homeless and had roughed handwriting, but cursive style and use of alphabet’s patterns were very alike.

It goes.

“This is your best person—as you use to describe me, writing you letter after months.
    How are you? I am sure you are very well since you’ve got a fantasy prince as your husband. I hope you are eating well and missing me because I do miss you.
     I just needed to say, since we cannot spend any time together for you are married, and I can’t courage to interfere into that big house and your royal family just to meet you.
    I am leaving this town and going back to my maternal uncle’s house. If you ever are willing to meet me, I will write you the address—till then goodbye.”

Yours lovingly,
Ken.

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Any theories?