Jimin’s pov.

“We suspect that your Seokjin...he is cheating.” Namjoon hyung totally believed to cut the crap, deny beating around the bush and state it away. I was amused on how Namjoon hyung very calmly stated it, without minding the seriousness of the situation.

My heart dropped at the my brother Taehyung’s wide disbelief eyes, his thick brows were raised and mouth slightly parted, frozen from the unexpected news. His large hands fisted on the wooden table, the clutch on wood could be heard, the quiver on them with his chest heaving. I bet he never expected such news ever in life. It came like a wave crashing over his face, numbing everything from feeling.

“I-” He was processing, imagining uncountable things, turning a discomfort in his inside. He gathered himself from breaking away and ran fingers in his long dark brown locks.

At some point I scold myself to reveal it before him but then I had vowed myself on when I will see Seokjin in foul with my own eyes, I will speak of it all to my brother irrespective of how hearts, relations, lives shall be broken. Nobody deserves to pour love on unloyal, they are needed to be given enlighten.

“I don’t believe this...” the thoughtless chuckle in him was humorless, callous. His eyes turning red, sharp—the very indication of a hurt man in him drowning in defense mechanism and the cold, berserk man growing. He controlled himself from loosing it, all years staying with him, I could read him well. This image was fearsome and worth avoiding.
    I thought this image of my hyung was long dead by Seokjin’s unbroken love but the one who removed it is now responsible for bringing back.

“I would believe on anything but this. He is the most sensible, mellow and good natured man I have ever seen.” his eyes turned normal or tried to, making him a husband who takes the side of his wife and would defend him not asking for the proofs but trust he puts.

“Hyung, stop standing for him! He did cheat on you. I saw him with his piano teacher.” I stumped my fists. The glasses shuddering.

“Soobin? That cold lad?—my wife, why would he cheat on me?” Taehyung gritted his teeth, his eyes shut. Not wanting to hallow on me. 

“Yes that cold lad. Your wife must have wanted someone to warm his bed, he is young, would be naive enough to get lured or maybe this is his character who knows.” I stated getting a on-verge-frenzied hyung glaring at me.

“He is not like that!” His voice grew raged.

“Do not trust him blindly! Your marriage hasn’t past years but hardly half a year. What much you know about him?” 

“I know more about him for his my spouse. I stay with him.”

“These days when you aren’t around, I see him more than you do, might have known him more than enough.” I tried to speak as slow as possible unlike my brother’s offended spats. I don’t want a verbal drama here so people can enjoy with their beers. 

“You both are lying. What’s the proof?” Taehyung shook his head, icily stating it. I stared at Joon hyung, if he was offended but no, he stayed in his calmness.

“Proof? Aren’t our words enough, hyung? Are we outsiders? Why would I want to ruin your both’s relation when I adored Seokjin as much as mother does and you. I saw him hyung, I would swear on anything, I saw him, maids have seen them so does Namjoon hyung.” Tae’s shaking eyes drifted to said name who nodded. “Hyung, I, I saw Soobin entering in your room two nights ago. They often ride away from morning to evening to god knows where.” Only I could understand how much courage I had to gather to say this.

“Nobody is your enemy here. We shall get nothing spreading lies.” Namjoon spoke, patting his shoulder, being all soft voice.

Taehyung pushed away the glass of beer through back of hand, the bitterness engulfing in him. He took a deep breath, licking his chappy lips, shutting his eyes tight.

“Nobody shall believe in it until I see. You all must behave with him, do not shut him away or curse at him. My eyes are unknown to accusation and he’s my dearest hence there is no chance for me to believe in this for now. I would need a strong proof,  better see it by myself to take this on my heart and confront, punish  Seokjin, but he is innocent for now. I don’t want to discuss this any further. I have to go back to my work. Goodnight to you both.” he did not cared to look at us, stood to leave without a bye or smile.

“So when exactly you shall walk home, open your eyes and see him? And even after seeing him, do you dare believe it? Or would shut your eyes, ears? Considering tainted as innocent? How long?” I spoke.

He paused on feet, his nose flaring at me, “Let me go Jimin-ah!” He hollered. His chest heaving, emitting the rapid white smoke from mouth by this chilly weather.

Everybody paused and stared at him and us. He gave eyes to all and walked away. Leaving me more wrecked than I was. I thought he would take this seriously, not necessarily throwing Jin out of life or worse hit him, but explaining and bringing him back on the track.

“I thought I shall need some strength to stop hyung from running to Seokjin and act deranged to him, might yell at him if not the hitting. But, this wasn’t I bargained for. To defend Seokjin and take such act as false rumor even though I said we both saw that.”

“He really loves Seokjin. It isn’t easy to break his trust.” Namjoon spoke sipping on the beer and paying for it.

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“Taehyung.” He turned around to see his older brother, Namjoon walking to him with a pitiful smile. Taehyung urged to leave the files he was working on and walked to his hyung, ask for this smile and politely request to him wipe it off, but then he realized what allegations he put on his Seokjin and the upset in him sprawled out. He just emotionlessly smiled. He didn’t feel to talk with him or anyone and was needed to be left all alone.

Namjoon took a chair and sat across him, his eyes staring at the man who was trying hard to put some attention on the work and free himself from his own mind and thoughts, heavily sitting on his heart.

“We troubled you. You are fine, right? After we met in the tavern and you left us alone, I could not digest your disappointment in us.”  He sighed. “I apologize.”

“Hyung.” He finally showed his eyes. “I was disappointed on the news but you both. Indeed why you both would lie? I trust you but things were so hard to believe on. I just walked away to hear less, walking away was easier than taking pain.” he tapped the pen on the table, staining ink on the white paper. His locks messed. His eyes sleep deprived. 

“I understand. Whatever we said were just sensed by us, we aren’t that sure in it. Things we see aren’t always true to be claimed. Seokjin deserves the benefit of doubt. And let’s not talk about it, shall we? How is the work going hm?”

“Good. Though it occupies my peace,  time but I am elated to see the growing business.” He licked his lips, and bit on it.

“Good to know. But it would be better if you include your beloveds in your schedule as well. They shouldn’t feel neglected. I am talking about Seokjin.”

“Um hm, and that is why I am coming home this Sunday. I want to see my love and spend time with him. He do not only deserve my time but love and warmth as well.” The longing eyes on his face sunk down below his thick lashes.

”Of course. He looks like he is thrashed by loneliness.” Namjoon said.

”Hyung.” Taehyung stared at him fully, who locked eyes as well. “Jimin said maids saw them too. Is it true? What did they see?” Taehyung wanted to fly away from this but instead he would find way back here and could not help but think of it and more twist his heart.
      This news felt so unreal because when he was home, his eyes were all along to Seokjin and when his wife was with Soobin, his eyes grew more cautious and attentive and saw Soobin to be least suspicious.
    He always had his eyes and hands to himself, never ever he invaded into  Seokjin’s privacy even in any subtle way. So what now?

Maybe when I wasn’t home, so he took advantage and unleashed his real face? No no.

“Yes they saw him.” Namjoon’s voice brought him back, his eyes turning irritated at this answer. “They would often tell me to bring Seokjin back on line before you see it and clutch your spouse red handed. They feared the outcome.” Taehyung’s hand twitched.

“What did they see? Tell me.” a subtle bang on table was noticed with little snap in voice. 

“They saw him and Soobin kissing in the garden, in the library, Fine?”

Taehyung fell on the back of chair, his dark brown locks messed on face. His eyes shaking into feral. No don’t loose your posture. I haven’t seen anything, yet.

“Maids have seen it, how can you put your trust on them?” Taehyung asked.

“I said it right? That we aren’t sure. We just thought you need to know what has happening around the house. Jimin saw them way before me and ran to me speaking of it all. I didn’t believe it to began with but why would Jimin disturb the peace and your lovelife, spreading the false? We have better business. The time I have had in that house, when you were or weren’t around, Jimin has always been adoring, taking care of Seokjin and vice versa. They shared most pure relation.

The hurt on Jimin, the shiny bids of betrayal trickling down his face was more to believe on than asking what he saw was fake or true. He still desires that everything turns good and you go home and solve it all, peacefully.” Namjoon said, leaning forward a little.

“So I should come home, grab Seokjin and lash him out?” Husband of accused nodded his head. His long fingers brushing away locks from his face. His voice getting deeper.

“No! that doesn’t mean—I am not saying that you should strike him. Come home, give him your time. He might have found a way to remove loneliness in wrong but he loves you. more than anything in the world. He won’t hurt you intentionally.” 

“Hyung, does he feel lonely?” His voice that was cold a minute before softened more than cotton.

“He does.” Nodded older Kim. “He wouldn’t show it but his eyes says it all. Soobin said it to me once that Seokjin cries alone sometimes too.” Hearing cry with seokjin and Soobin together made his blood boil on everything around him, including himself too.

“Taehyung-ah tell me honestly, only if you want to—I am not interfering in your private life but I just have feel for this. Is Seokjin going through some difficulty, something that eats him inside and destructs his happiness? Are you aware of it? It is something that you know of? If not then you should ask and he shall open it. Answer for problem shall be found.” Taehyung's eyes roamed on files below him, but mind rushing into the thoughts.

Taetae, what is I am sterile?

You won’t love me anymore. We wouldn't be same like now. I can’t see getting distant from me.

“Hyung, there is one thing.” Taehyung inhaled deeply as the hollow in his heart grew more. “He suspects that he is sterile. W-we tried to have baby many times but no news yet. And when he mentioned it, I sensed him to be on an edge of mental breakdown. I somehow pulled him out through gathering him in my arms and firm belief that I my love would never change because of that. But I think that disdain made home in his heart.”

“You see, things don’t fall on it’s own. Go home and make his heart, mind turn to you, he will love you more than before when guilt shall crash on him, realization shall bury him for good.” 

Taehyung smiled but it fell. “So hyung, do you really believe that he chea...” he gulped.

“I do, forgive me Taehyung but I do. Even if I would say, we aren’t sure, I couldn’t help but think otherwise. And I feel he didn’t do it on purpose. His mustn’t be in his right mind. He is youngest of us, still in innocent years, might couldn’t sort what is right or wrong. Or must be so engulfed in his own despair that could made him find a desperate way to discard the blackness in his system. Go and stand before him, do not get disturb by this cheating news, take it as his small mistake and do forgive him tenderly. Okay.” Taehyung nodded obediently. His eyes brimming with tears that could be supper back into his eyes.
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They were in the chariot riding to the work site, Taehyung was recalling all the time he had with Seokjin, they were so beautiful, he grew little dark when he had a thought all this time that Seokjin’s beauty was only meant for him, but now hearing it was shared with someone, even though things are not confirmed yet knowing this had his inside’s being viciously burnt.

Rolling his eyes at his own hurling possessive, soaring thoughts, he decided to stare out of the window, might even recheck all the files he have with him.
     He glanced at Namjoon sitting beside him, reading something from the book he had all along in his leather carrybag.
     Darting his eyes back on the view outside he heard a faint murmur from his brother beside him. He saw him faintly reading a verse from book, faint but audible enough to Taehyung’s sharp ears.

“Enchanted by the rose, I drew my fingers to touch it but all I got was a nick from the thorn. I grew pretty sunflowers with an utter love and care but they always had their eyes and moves for the sun. I owned a violin however my hands weren’t so graceful, so the violin who sung beautifully in the hands of others, died in mine.
     Beauty owns grace. They would love to stare at the gift given through the mirrors, but which face do they see when they stare at the mirror, for they are two-faced.”

“Hyung, what are you reading?”

“Ah, nothing, just Jimin recommended me this, I guess he did it after getting the bitterness from his dear one. You heard what I spoke right now?” He guiltily asked.

“Yes I did.” Wolf eyed man nodded. “And I do not totally agree on with what you read now.”

“I should have read it slower. Even I don’t agree on it wholly but I do believe on the saying; looks can be deceiving. Don’t take this as salt on your wounds, I don’t mean to.”

“Such words don’t effect me hyung, words never shake me as long as I haven’t witnessed it. Speak whatever you want to.”

“Well, I don’t wanna say anything. further.”

“But I want to.” Taehyung stated, turning his eyes to stare at Namjoon, facing him. “I don’t want Choi Soobin in my house. Send him away.” He coldly spoke, rolling that name from his tongue as if it was disgusting poison.

“I would do it. But, will Seokjin agree? He wants to learn piano, doesn’t he?, I can send him away right now but you need to hear from Seokjin first too.”

“Whatever he says, shall fell on my deaf ears. I would listen to him all my life, but in this matter I wouldn’t hear his one word. He is forbidden to speak in this.” Namjoon raised his brow and sighed later, angry Taehyung was a call for annihilation.

“Decisions can’t be made here. Come home and confront situation, I know you are running away from facing it.” He held his shoulder.

“I love seokjin so much that I can take a slay, but hearing his love is shaken when I am here, not daring to lift my eyes on any beauty that comes near me for I want to stay as loyal as good husband and lover can be. At such, I get this cheap return? Even if he did this msitakenly but I can’t take on my heart, it hurts.”

“What if it’s not true and whatever we saw was nothing but deception of visual? Things can be innocent as it was, right?” Namjoon spoke a little brightness in his words.

“I hope it is. I shall come home now. Maids know this, that means such news shall be spreaded in town like fire. I can’t take anybody talking about him.”

“You’ll be coming on Sunday, right?”

“Yes.”

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Slow burning story, guys. I feel this story doesn’t deserve a sort of rush. And I apologize for late update.

Guys!
   This story, as it gets further, the themes shall turn more sully. I hope my readers are mature. I should have put warnings beforehand.