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"Do you think this is a good idea?" I ask yet another question, my fingers fiddling with my earrings because they have to be doing something.

It's obvious how hesitant I am about this idea. I keep asking questions, fumbling with my hands and wanting us to stop and walk back. My face must be easy to decipher as I find it hard to hide my anxiousness about bringing Hoseok with me.

"I don't know, it's your idea." Hoseok speaks, nudging my shoulder. He's so friendly even though we barely know each other.

"You're not helping!" I hiss, gulping as we reach the alley.

"It's here, right?" Hoseok mutters and I nod. We both stand still, looking down the alley for a while, "It's been long since I was here last." He mumbles.

"You've been here before?" I question, but it's a dumb question. Of course he has, it was him who sent me the address in the first place.

"Yeah." Hoseok mutters again and now I see a bit of hesitance on his face as well.

I've brought Hoseok with me to convince Yoongi.

I'm not sure if it's a good choice, but I thought that since Hoseok is such a bright guy and he seems to get along with everyone, he'd be great to bring along. He's a really nice guy too and it seems like he's as enthusiastic on the idea of bringing his friends back together as I am.

I gulp before I take the first step down the alley and towards the studio, Hoseok following behind me.

"Do you even know if he's here right now?" Hoseok questions.

I'm not sure, but it's about the same time that he arrived yesterday when I waited for him. 25 hours ago he came to this place and since it's still a weekday, I thought that it might be a habit of his to come here after work.

I don't answer Hoseok at first. We get closer to the studio and I see light escaping through the drapes of the studio. I turn around, facing Hoseok, "I'm sure he is." I say proudly and Hoseok lets out a chuckle as he's also noticed the light coming from the studio.

"What is that by the way?"

I look up and notice Hoseok's eyes on my wrist.

"Oh this?" I say and touch my traveler watch.

"Yeah, it looks kind of high tech." Hoseok chuckles. He reached out to touch it, probably fascinated by the look of it. But I shove my arm away.

"It's nothing. It just... counts my steps." I explain.

"Looks a bit more advanced than that." Hoseok is till glaring at my wrist which I now put behind my back.

"I got it from a friend." I try to explain, "I'm not sure of all its features yet."

Hoseok looks at me and then nods. "I want one."

I laugh at that shortly.

I reach the studio's door and I walk down the few steps to stand in front of it. I look back and notice how Hoseok has stopped following me and is standing still, starring a the windows.

You can't see much through the drapes, but maybe Hoseok can see a figure, one that is his old friend, Min Yoongi.

I sigh silently, "Hoseok... you don't have to go in with me if you don't want to." I say and Hoseok's eyes switch to mine as a gentle closemouthed smile embraces his face.

"Let's go in." He steps down the first step, waiting behind me as the staircase is small and narrow. It barely has room for two people standing next to each other.

I knock on the door and wait. I shake my hands, trying to shake the nerves off me. I'm scared that bringing Hoseok will make it worse, but I hope not. I feel Hoseok doing the same behind me.

The door clicks and the handle is pulled down before the door opens. Yoongi's brown eyes meet mine. He's wearing a beanie this time and not a cap so I can see his features better. They're soft, but a wrinkle strikes his forehead as he realizes it's me.

"What are you doing here?" He asks.

"We really need to talk to you." I answer.

I see the confusion on his face and his eyes slowly wander to behind me. He takes a step forward, sticking his head out of the door and then he notices Hoseok. I look back swiftly and see Hoseok smile. He's probably more than happy to see his friend after so long. When I look back at Yoongi, I observe how his wrinkles disappear and his face relaxes for a moment before he looks back at me with an angry expression.

"Why did you bring him?"

"Yoongi—"

"I asked her." Yoongi interrupts Hoseok straight away and keeps his eyes locked on me.

I get a bad taste in my mouth immediately at Yoongi's reaction. Hoseok is behind me, but it's like I can see the pain written on his face even though I'm not even looking at him. It hurts me. Yoongi sounded so firm, he didn't even bother listening to Hoseok.

Hoseok doesn't say more and I decide to break the silence, answering Yoongi's question.

"I brought him because I hoped that it would make you believe me. I am a friend of Jungkook's, Jungkook really does need you and the other guys." I speak and I notice the way Yoongi scoffs. It pisses me off slightly.

"Don't laugh at me. I know damn well that you need them too. You probably don't want to admit it because you're a successful producer and you don't need your former members to stay successful, but you're bullshitting yourself, me and Hoseok right now." I spit, raising my voice a bit.

I turn around, seeing Hoseok's straight face. He's not smiling and it pains me, "Look at him." I direct my attention to Yoongi and point at Hoseok, "Look at him. He was your best friend. You did everything together. And you're standing here acting like he means nothing to you!"

Yoongi's expression has changed. He's frowning and his eyes flicker between me and Hoseok.

"You're standing here saying you don't need anyone, but you're lying to yourself Min Yoongi. You can't feel happy with nobody around you to support you, be with you, celebrate you on happy days and comfort you on the sad ones. I know this because I don't have lots of friends myself and I know how it feels." I say, lowering my voice again.

"And someone who knows this more than anyone, is Jungkook."

Yoongi is not looking at neither me nor Hoseok anymore. He's looking to the side, shaking his head a bit and I see his tongue poking his cheek.

I shortly feel bad for almost yelling at him, but maybe I'm finally breaking through to him.

"Jungkook needs you all. He needs his old friends. He—"

"And what about Taehyung?" Yoongi interrupts me and our eyes lock again.

I stand wordless for a moment, not knowing how to respond. He's looking at me with a tense expression, his eyes are dry but I can see the pain in them.

"He needed his friends too, but we weren't there." His voice comes out calm and serene. There's no emotion in his voice whatsoever and it scares me.

"Taehyung is—" I start but I'm interrupted immediately.

"Dead!" Yoongi raises his voice, finally showcasing other emotions than serenity and carelessness. I keep quiet, not knowing what to say and afraid of saying something wrong.

"He's dead and I didn't even get to say goodbye!"

I hear steps behind me and Hoseok gently pushes me aside so he stood in front of Yoongi as well, "None of us did Yoongi." Hoseok's voice is gentle and consoling. It almost makes me feel better and I see Yoongi's expression soften as he looks at his younger friend.

"But Taehyung he— I can't face them." Yoongi says, looking away from the both of us.

"But Yoongi..." I start but halt as Hoseok places a hand on my shoulder and we share an eye contact. I understand what he wants and I don't say anymore for now.

"Yoongi we cannot rewrite the past. What has happened has happened. It has affected us all in different ways, some worse than others. But we have to rise from it. We don't want you to fix Jungkook, it's nothing like that. This is not to bring back BTS, it's because we're friends." Hoseok places a hand on Yoongi's shoulder, but Yoongi shrugs it off.

"If you don't want to admit that you'll be doing this for yourself, at least do this for Jungkook, Jimin, Namjoon, Seokjin... me?"

Yoongi doesn't look convinced. He's wearing an expression that worries me. Does he really not miss any of it?

"I don't know..." Yoongi mutters, looking at the ground.

"Did your success really blind you this much?" I say suddenly, not able to hold it in me anymore.

Maybe I shouldn't speak because really, I don't know Yoongi. But to me he seems like a selfish asshole who's only thinking of his fame and how he doesn't want people to ruin it for him. He constantly talks about how he himself worked his way up to where he is, which is admirable, but that doesn't mean others can be just as strong and emotionless as him. He pisses me off.

"Y/n." Hoseok says with a warning tone, but I can't stay silent anymore.

"What? It's obvious. He's too famous to hang out with normal people like you guys. He doesn't miss you, he probably forgot you as soon he walked out the door and into a new world of opportunities. He's arrogant and egocentric and if he really doesn't give a fuck about how what is supposed to be his friends are feeling, then let's just go."

I turn around, grabbing Hoseok's arm, but he doesn't follow me.

"Hoseok, we're leaving. It's a waste of time trying to convince a narcissistic—"

"Y/n, stop it!" Hoseok raises his voice, pulling his arm from out of my grip.

"No, she's right." Yoongi mutters with a low voice and both my and Hoseok's attention switch to him.

"No she's not." Hoseok talks back, "You're not egocentric. I know you Yoongi. It's maybe been two years since we last talked, but you haven't changed. You're distancing yourself, you're acting cold and as if you don't care, but why?"

"She's right in most of what she's saying. It's a selfish decision, but I can't face my members again. I let you guys down, I took the first and best opportunity to stay in the music industry. I left you all for a job. I can't face my brothers who I let down. I can't. Just by you being here I can feel the emotions creeping up on me and I don't like it!"

"Yoongi—"

"I regret leaving you behind, striving after my own success. But what is done is done, your own words Hoseok. I can't undo what I did and I can't erase the betrayal I've caused. I just can't."

I feel bad as I listen to Yoongi's words, regretting what I said about him.

"Yoongi, you never betrayed us. We all left, not just one of us." Hoseok speaks.

Yoongi doesn't say anything for a while and we all stand in a thick silence.

"Yoongi," I speak, "I'm sorry for saying what I did. It was a 'heat of the moment' reaction and it was stupid."

Yoongi shrugs.

"I just care so much about Jungkook. He's doing terrible, Jimin and I are the only ones he has."

"It's alright, just respect my decision and please—"

"Yoongi please don't be like this. None of this is your fault. You can't blame this on yourself." Hoseok speaks.

"You guys raised him Yoongi." I say, staying on the topic about Jungkook, "He spent more time with you than with his own parents. You were his family and you all left like it meant nothing." I take a deep breath, "As Hoseok said, this is not you guys' fault alone, but Jungkook is too proud to admit his own mistakes and to contact you. He won't even admit to me that he's not doing well. He needs you more than anyone and now more than ever."

Yoongi throws his head back, looking at the ceiling for a while.

"Yoongi I beg you. You have no idea how miserable he's been without you guys." My voice cracks throughout the end of my sentence. I hate how much it seems to affect me, talking about Jungkook.

"Why is he not here?"

"He's troubling with even getting out of bed, how do you expect him to have the energy to initiate all of this? No offense." I say.

"None taken." Hoseok forms a smile and Yoongi shrugs.

"I have to help him before he loses the last bit of will to do this anymore." My voice is getting thick, my throat is tense and my eyes are blank.

I can't help it as a few tears leave my eyes and fall down my cheeks.

"Yoongi, do this for yourself too." Hoseok takes over. I'm glad I brought him with me.

Yoongi looks at Hoseok and a silence fall over us. I can't see much as my vision is blurry from trying to hold back the tears, but I sense the two guys beside me, connecting in a hug.

I dry my eyes, biting the inside of my cheek and try to collect myself. A small smile embraces my face as I see Yoongi and Hoseok hugging, staying in the position for a long time.

As they pull back, I see tears in Yoongi's eyes which surprises me.

I'm reminded of how I called him emotionless and selfish and I regret it so much.

I gulp down the lump in my throat a few times before I'm able to speak, "So you'll do it?"

Yoongi looks me in my eyes and a beautiful closemouthed smile reaches his lips. He nods and I can't control myself as I jump into his arms and hug him tightly.

He's not hugging me back, probably because I'm a stranger to him, but I'm just so happy and relieved, I can't stop myself.

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