Yoongi's POV-

It is just after one in the morning and I just got off the phone with Namjoon.

The majority of the time we worked through his song and honestly, it's going to be a hit.

The emotion in the lyrics is so deep, anyone listening will be able to relate to it. The lyrics are beautifully written, gentle yet powerful, but they did nothing to answer my questions.

If anything they made me more curious.

I was dying to ask what the story behind all of this was. All of this sadness and hurt yet still the apparent hope for reconciliation and renewed bonds.

And, as if Namjoon read my mind, after we had worked through and revised what he had wanted a second opinion about, he shared his story. And all of my questions were answered.

*Flashback- One Hour Ago*

"This song is amazing, Namjoon. I can't wait to hear the demo once you get it arranged. And with the right singers, it's going to be a hit."

"Thank you! It's been a while since I've written a slower song. I think this is the perfect song to change that. It's just..." He sighs, "I hope he hears it."

"I'm sure he will. I'm sure the message will be well received too. The lyrics clearly portray how you feel as well as your love for your friend."

"I'm not so sure. I hurt him a lot. I was his brother and I betrayed him..." He lets out a shaky breath before he begins the story.

"As you know, I did really well in school. Halfway through my Junior year I was on track to graduate early. My senior year I had hardly any required credits so I started taking some college courses.

"I was planning on being an English Major and an opportunity arose for me to go to Busan through an exchange program to be a student teacher at one of the schools.

"They had some locals that volunteered to house the participants in the program and I got assigned to his house. He was about fourteen at the time and an only child. It was just he and his mother. He was so annoyed that I was there," he laughs fondly.

"He wouldn't even come out of his room when his mother called him to introduce himself when I first got there. Said he had a sick stomach and wasn't feeling well enough to come down.

"I didn't see him until later that afternoon when I was at their kitchen table filling out some paperwork and he came whistling down the hall. He stopped immediately when he saw me, shooting me an annoyed glare before he turned up his nose and left without saying a word.

"If we were ever in the same room I would attempt to talk to him. I arrived a little over a month before school started so I would try to use that to open the door for some dialog.

"I'd ask him about his day, if he was excited for school and to meet his teachers, what classes he was looking forward to, whatever might get a conversation going. All I got were one or two word responses, if he responded at all. It was like that for a little over a week.

"Then one night downstairs through the kitchen window I saw him laying outside on a blanket looking up at the stars. I don't know why, but for some reason I had a feeling that he was sad.

"That he was alone but didn't want to be. So I decided to act on it and made my way outside. I laid down on the blanket next to him and it was awkward at first until he suddenly pointed a constellation out and started telling me the mythology behind it.

"I was shocked. After three weeks of basically nothing, he was talking to me. Openly sharing something about himself with me. After that night, we spoke more and more and became close quickly.

"I was his Hyung and I was so proud of that. I helped him with whatever he needed whenever possible. As time went on he confided in me that he was having feelings that he didn't understand towards his best friend's cousin, Jin.

"Jin was staying with his cousin who lived across the street from my friend that summer while he did an internship at a photography studio. He said that he never felt about girls how he did about Jin. He would get butterflies whenever he was around him and couldn't stop thinking about him.

"I told him that I was gay but I struggled with accepting that about myself too at first. I told him sexual preference isn't something anyone but himself can figure out, but that wasn't a good enough answer for him.

"He wanted me to give him an answer as if his sexuality was a yes or no question. I was finding it hard to tell him what he needed to do because only he himself can really find the answer to such a personal question. It was one question I couldn't answer for him.

"He said that his friend had mentioned something about Jin being bisexual so I suggested maybe he speak with Jin and get some advice about how he discovered his sexuality. Little did I know, that would lead to a disaster..." he takes a shaky breath.

"I had met Jin in passing a time or two but didn't know much about him besides what I was told. When I got home from school one day I heard muffled sobs coming from upstairs. I ran up and burst into my friend's room to find him on the ground, curled up in a ball with his knees to his chest.

"I immediately went to him and pulled him into my arms. I tried to calm him down and it took quite a while but eventually his breathing began to even out and his sobs turned to small whimpers and sniffles.

"When he got to a point where he could find the words he told me that he tried to talk to Jin but couldn't find the courage. They were hanging out as usual, this time in Jin's room, looking at the latest batch of photos Jin had taken and he kissed him. He kissed Jin. He said he didn't mean to, the feeling was just so anxious to confess and he did it without thinking.

"Jin got so angry. He yelled at him, telling him that he wasn't gay before going on to scold him for kissing him without his permission and assuming he was 'that way.'

"When my friend tried to explain to Jin that his cousin had said he was bisexual and that was why he thought Jin could help him, Jin really became irate.

"He yelled at my friend for accusing him of being something he wasn't and would never be before telling him he never wanted to see him again."

Namjoon started sniffling at this point and went silent for several beats before taking in a sharp breath and continuing.

"He was so heartbroken and ashamed of himself. Ashamed that he had these feeling he shouldn't be having and didn't understand. At one point he said he shouldn't exist anymore.

"I told him it was nothing to be ashamed of. That I've had the same thoughts at one point, but he wouldn't listen," his voice quiets. "Seeing him like that killed me. I am the one who suggested he speak with Jin. It was my terrible advice that led him to this state.

"I was so angry and wanted to figure out what the hell happened, so after my friend had calmed down enough to go to sleep I stomped across the street to confront Jin, but he wasn't there.

"The next few days were so hard. I tried my best to be there for my friend and do anything I could to help him get over this heartbreak. I also tried a few more times to catch Jin while he was home but never could.

"One day during my lunch break I went to a small diner one of the teacher's recommended to me. It was further than I would usually go on my break, but she raved about their menu so I went.

"When I got there I saw Jin sitting at one of the tables. By this time my anger had calmed down a little and I was more just wanted to understand what happened.

"I confronted Jin and at first he was very defensive, but when I told him how much damage his words caused his eyes became teary and he invited me to sit down.

"We spoke my whole lunch hour but when it was time for me to go back to the school there was still a lot more to say. So, we planned to meet again the next day.

"Then suddenly it had been over a week and we had spent every lunch period together talking. At first just about the incident in his room but the topic slowly went away from my friend and turned into us getting to know each other.

"I didn't want to cause anymore pain, so I kept the lunch meetings from my friend. I thought I was doing the right thing, truly I did, but it was just my selfishness blinding me.

"Eventually it was time for Jin to go back to his home in Gwacheon and we exchanged numbers so we could keep in touch. I started to like him. He still didn't know how he felt about me, or about guys in general, but he wanted to see where this was going and so did I.

"I stayed in contact with him, we would text nearly everyday. I was still keeping it a secret even though I had so many opportunities to come clean about it. I couldn't! I knew I would lose my friend and I didn't want that.

"I was greedy. I wanted to keep them both in my life. When the day came that it was time for me to go back to Seoul I still hadn't spoken a word about Jin to my friend. To be honest, I thought I had done it. That I'd found a way to keep them both, but I was wrong.

"Jin and I were on a date visiting Songdo Beach with his family and my friend was there. Jin and I had just pulled away from a kiss when a pained sob was heard. I turned in the direction of the sound to see my friend.

"He was standing there with the most upset look on his face. He voiced a barely audible 'Hyung?' while looking at us with those big brown eyes overflowing with tears and devastation.

"I've never seen someone so hurt. And I caused it. The world stopped for both Jin and I as we watched him drop to his knees, grasping his chest and gasping for air. I immediately went to him but he wouldn't let me touch him, he wouldn't even look at me.

"He passed out soon after. I saw his mother coming out of a nearby shop and rushed over to her, bringing her to her son as Jin called for a medic. After they came, Jin and I didn't know what to do... So we left." He says, voice full of guilt.

"We were such cowards. We rationalized that he wouldn't want to see us anyway, but in reality, we left because it would be easier than staying to face him.

"Not long after that Jin and I both tried to reach him by phone but he must have blocked our numbers. I was sick with guilt. It was eating me alive.

"I traveled back to Busan over the next few months trying to talk to him, but no one ever answered the door. I couldn't sleep at night. That one word kept repeating over and over in my head in his voice. It still does to this day.

"Finally one day after knocking on their door his mother answered, I was so stunned but happy to see her, until she told me that he didn't want to see me and not to come back before slamming the door in my face.

"I was completely shut out by him, which he had every right to do. I betrayed him. I lost him and I constantly feel the weight and the guilt of that loss..."

I sat in silence after he finished. This story is heartbreaking and completely out of character for Namjoon.

He is one of the most caring and selfless people you could ever meet. Aside from that, he and Jin are still together today.

They are one of the most annoyingly happy couples you will find, but what an unfortunate way for them to have found each other.

My heart aches for that boy.

To have a one sided love is painful enough, but to watch that person be happy with someone else, and that someone is a friend you trusted and who knew your feelings for their now lover?

That would be nearly unbearable. That poor boy.

"When I saw him a few days ago I couldn't believe it! I had so many feelings come rushing back at once. So many words I wanted to say, but I couldn't verbalize any of them. I didn't even know where to begin.

"He ran out of the house and I asked him to stop and was shocked when he did. He gave me the opportunity to speak but I couldn't. So I let him walk away. I let him go again.

"Shortly after Jin and I got back to Seoul I had him take me to the studio because I was determined to finish this song. This is my way of telling my friend what I've been wanting to say. What I couldn't say in person-"

He stops as he finally lets out the sob I could tell he's been holding in for a while now.

I've never been good with comforting people, but I felt like all he needed was to get the story out and have someone listen to him.

Someone to hear his side without judgment or trying to offer advice.

So I stayed on the line and let him cry for as long as he needed.

*Present Time*

As I am still mulling over what Namjoon said my phone vibrates. I glance down at my screen and see it's a message from Sejin.

I want to ignore it and save it for the morning, but he wouldn't contact me at this hour unless it was important. So I decide to just get it over with and read it.

I just heard that there will be a scout
in Daejeon this Saturday to see
Supreme Boi's show.

I am going to try to reach out to
his manager because I think we need
to move up our meeting with him.

"Fuck." I groan as I run a hand through my hair.

My annoyance grows stronger when I feel the phone vibrate again, signaling another message coming in.

Where he has been so hesitant with
you and Hope, I am concerned that
he will back out if we wait too long and
the risk of that is greater if another
agency is interested in him too.

If he can do it this week, you may have
to come back earlier than planned.
I know it's late now, but call me when
you get this.