Hyunseok lay in shock, holding his jaw from the amount of pain Seokjin caused him when he punched him.

"Your game ends here." Seokjin took his earpiece off, flinging it at his brother.

"Game? What game?"

"The game of 'seduction'... The game I lost. He chose you, didn't he? Go make him happy, Hyunseok." He walked away from Hyunseok, unable to contain his tears.

Hearing his cries echo from the hallway of the restroom worried the workers, along with the rest of the clients that were there.

"Hey, Seokjin! Wait a minute!" All heads turned to Hyunseok as he ran after Seokjin, still holding onto his jaw as blood spilled out of it, drop by drop.

This alarmed the rest of the people around the building, who stood up, staring at the twins with worry.

"What's going on- Seokjin? Seokjin, what's wrong!" Namjoon stood dumbfounded, watching as Seokjin angrily pushed him aside to reach the elevator.

The longer it took to open, the closer Namjoon and Hyunseok approached Seokjin.

So the man ended up using the stairs as both Namjoon and his brother chased after him.

Feeling the others gain up on him, Seokjin began to run fast until he made it to Hyunseok's car.

He took the keys out of his pocket and started the engine, staring at Namjoon who had made it to the car.

"Enjoy your fucking time together!!" Seokjin finally shouted after he left everyone behind.

His breathing was now nothing but a row of sobs that made his speech sound distorted.

Inside he was broken, outside he was sewn.

The imaginary stitches he had on his chest were making him believe that he would remain fine. That he didn't need healing.

All he needed was to get drunk.

The alcohol would wash away the pain in his chest.

"I should have never trusted Hyunseok.

I should have never fallen in love with Namjoon.

How stupid of me, right? To think I could ever find love! Haha!! So stupid!" He laughed and ended up crying harder than before.

While his tears weren't blocking his view, they sure were blocking his thoughts.

The man was so emotionally distraught, thinking about Namjoon cheating on him with Hyunseok, that he ended up in a bar.

"The usual." The moment he stepped foot into the bar, he realized just where his mind had taken him to.

It wasn't just any ordinary bar. It was a club.

A club that he had sworn he'd never return to.

"SEOKJIN!!" He turned around, feeling a pair of arms wrap around his body, embracing him.

"I missed you, Jinnie!!"

"Jimin." He stared at his friend in silence.

"Are you alright, Jin? Jin...?" Jimin's eyes widened as Seokjin broke down in front of him and everyone else.

He held onto Jimin like there was no tomorrow, squeezing him tightly.

Jimin comforted his friend for a while, taking him to the changing rooms.

"Seokjin, what happened to you?" The soft, young man asked, crossing his legs while staring at the tall man who was hunched over, taking a shot of tequila.

Little by little, he began to explain everything to his trustworthy best friend, knowing he was his last and only hope.

"I'm so sorry, you've been through so much. Jinnie, come here." He gently held onto Seokjin as he cried.

"I- I hate him!! I... I don't hate him... I love him. I don't know anymore, Jimin. I... I'm just so broken right now." He admitted, holding onto the younger.

"When I find out who caused you so much pain, I'll kill them!" Jimin shouted.

"Don't. It wasn't Namjoon's fault. It was my own..."

"What did you say?" Jimin let go of his friend, furrowing his eyebrows.

"I said it wasn't his fault. It was mine for falling in love with him. God, I'm such an idiot, Jimin." Seokjin replied, rubbing his eyes.

"No, no. Not that... Did you just say Namjoon?" The completely out of topic question left Seokjin confused as he nodded, reassuring the young man.

"Yeah, I said Namjoon. He's the man I'm in love with- Well... Was in love with."

His best friend stood up, leaving Seokjin alone.

"Jimin, where were you going!" Seokjin wondered why the younger left him the moment he mentioned Namjoon's name.

Nonetheless, he preferred to be alone anyways. Especially now that he wanted to just release his emotions in the form of crying, not wanting anyone to see.

~Meanwhile~

Jimin paced around Sin-X back and forth, scanning the place. He spotted who he was looking for and sighed in relief.

"Jinnie, I love you... You know that very well."

He went up to the person, feeling his regret fade away with a shot of vodka.

"You're my best friend." His head turned over to the silhouette, leaning towards it.

"But he was mine first."

After whispering something into the tall person's ear, a grin of satisfaction left his face while he watched the person walk away.

"No one can have Kim Namjoon but me."

~~~

Seokjin rested on a black leather chair, getting drunk on the beverage he had previously ordered.

His feet started tingling, feeling light as the alcohol started seeping into his body.

The club music that he once loved dancing to wasn't getting him to even move a muscle.

He felt so drained and broken, all that he could do was let the alcoholic beverage sink in, to keep him from feeling any further pain.

A few minutes in, and Seokjin ended up drunkily dancing to the music after taking a pill.

His body was no longer under his control, but he didn't care about it at the moment. After dancing and wearing himself out, Seokjin tilted his head towards the doorknob, watching as the door slowly opened.

"Welcome back, Gemini." A dark voice echoed. Seokjin's heart dropped to the floor, seeing the man standing in front of him.

"Mister Jang..."