A loud barrel of banging on the door signalled the arrival of the enraged Yoongi. Yugyeom gave me a worried look and went to open the door.

"Where is Eunjung?" I heard Yoongi's voice growling from the door.

"She doesn't want to see you," Yugyeom said to Yoongi, probably feeling slightly victorious.

"I don't care, let me see her." The sound of pushing then could be heard, followed by dress shoe heels on the wooden floor.

Yoongi walked around to the sofa to stand in front of me. Nope, he was not happy. "What are you doing here?"

"Hanging out with a friend," I said, keeping my eyes away from him and fixed on the city view. I did feel a little bad for spiting Yoongi like this but I was too annoyed with him to care.

"Why? What did you do with him?"

I turned my head to him and narrowed my eyes. "What did I do with him? Are you accusing me of cheating on you?"

"No."

"You thought it, didn't you," I said, and he stayed silent. "So you still don't trust me?"

He sighed in exasperation. "Eunjung, you know you are being unreasonable right now. You are alone with another guy in his house, how can you expect me not to worry?"

"I know," I muttered. "But I'm just saying you should place more trust in me."

Yoongi suddenly walked forward and grabbed me by my shoulders. "I do trust you!"

"Min Yoongi!" Yugyeom interrupted when he saw that it was getting physical. "I think you should leave Eunjung alone!"

Yoongi scoffed, "Who are you to tell me to leave my girlfriend alone?"

Yugyeom roughly grabbed Yoongi by his shirt collar and pulled him off me. Yoongi immediately responded by doing the same to Yugyeom.

Yugyeom warned again, "I said leave Eunjung alone."

"And I'm not going to listen to you," Yoongi growled back.

Suddenly Yugyeom threw a punch at Yoongi' face, causing him to stumble backward. Yoongi blinked away his shock quickly and returned an even harder one. Yugyeom fell back onto the floor and glared at Yoongi. He pushed himself up again and charged at Yoongi, making them both fall to the floor with Yugyeom now on top of Yoongi. He sat on him and began throwing punches left and right on Yoongi's face. But Yoongi grabbed him by the throat and pushed him away.

I sat back on the sofa, wanting to see who would win.

Suddenly Yoongi twisted his body, causing Yugyeom to lose balance. Taking that chance, Yoongi flipped hem both over so that he was now on top. He continued holding Yugyeom down by the throat with his left hand and punched him with his right. Yugyeom could not do anything but take it.

"That's enough," I said. Yoongi stopped his punching and leaned his head back in an attempt to catch his breath.

Yugyeom was not done though as he pushed Yoongi off him and motioned to give him another punch. Yoongi grabbed hold of his fist and pushed back. They had a show down of strength while burning their fuming gazes on each other. Yugyeom coughed and spat blood out, some of it going onto Yoongi's white shirt.

"Both of you, stop," I said with more authority in my voice, "or I will never speak to you again."

Both of them reluctantly retracted their fists. Yugyeom collapsed onto the floor, exhausted. Yoongi could barely keep himself sitting up too with both arms supporting his body. I guessed I let this go on for a bit longer than necessary.

I stood up from the sofa and knelt beside them. I first help Yugyeom back up to the sofa. "Yugyeom, I appreciate you standing up for me. You are a good friend."

I then went back to help Yoongi stand up. He put his arm around me and leaned on me as he got back onto his feet.

"Come on, let's leave," I said. We slowly walked out of Yugyeom's apartment and went back down in the lift. His Maserati was once again there to pick us up. I helped him into his seat before going around to mine.

"What did you think you were doing, marching into Yugyeom's house like this?" I questioned a while after the car started driving.

"I had to come to get you," he muttered tiredly.

"Did you really think I would cheat on you with Yugyeom because we had a fight?"

"No, I was just...worried. I just don't want to lose you."

I sighed. "Then you should trust me more. I'm not expecting you to tell me your deepest and darkest secrets right now, but at least trust me with the plan that I'm in, that we're in together."

"I'm sorry," Yoongi muttered. He reached his hand towards me for my hand but I once again did not let him take it. He sighed and closed his eyes to rest. I looked out my window at the flying view and the silence between us stayed for the whole trip. He first went back to his mansion and his chauffeur took me to my house.