CHAPTER FORTY ONE.

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Namjoon.

Yoongi and I watch in confusion as Taehyung bends over the passengers window once he is out, waving and saying goodbye to the driver on the other side. He had declined riding with us earlier, texted to say that he had gotten a lift home from a friend.

At first, I thought it might have been Jimin he was talking about, but the assistant had left in a taxi just as we exited the Kim's premises. Alone. I tilt my head in hopes of getting a look, or even a glimpse at the driver, but it's almost impossible with where we are standing in the drive way, and Taehyung's figure effectively blocking the other.

I wouldn't really mind who brings my brother home, as long as they bring him back in one piece, but I am curious as to why he vaguely turned us down, or for who...
I catch sight of dark hair, and what seems to be purple suit as Taehyung moves aside and the car drives away.

They looked like Hoseok.

"Who was that?" I ask as he joins in the foyer, not really paying attention while I open the door. "Um, it was my boss, Sir Hoseok, he gave me ride." He lets out lowly and I turn around at the sound of that, slightly alarmed for some reason.

"Hoseok gave you a ride?" I echo once more and the surprise is clear in my voice, the casualty of it as well.

"Yeah, he was really surprised to find out we are related. You two know each other?" He inquires, sounding confused. I haven't actually told him about my connected past with Seokjin or Hoseok for that matter. I've been holding on, just waiting until he gets done with the project, perhaps sooner, but the more I do it the more it feels pointless to me. I mean what is the worst that could happen if he finds out about my history with Seokjin? Other than everything that might happen, he most definitely would be disappointed at me for not telling him myself, and I don't want that to happen.

"Yeah, I've known him a while." I answer vaguely anyway, opening the door for the two. "You have?" He sounds again, walking in after Yoongi, his gaze is piercing, curious and calculating. He is smart, and extremely observant, and I wouldn't be surprised if he catches the hesitation, or even the whole story then put it together. "We are acquaintances from a while back, and we ran into each other a lot in our line of work. Friends almost." I keep it simple, looking into his questioning gaze. He relents after a bit, humming in answer but doesn't seem too convinced.

"You alright?" Yoongi asks out of the blue, tilting his head to the side to get a look at the youngest. At first I think he is trying to save me from all the questions, but a glance at him and I realise how narrowed his eyes are, scrutinizing the younger.

Taehyung fleets his gaze over the older, but quickly averts his eyes, ones I realise now, look a bit red.
"Yeah, I am gonna go to bed." He announces suddenly, avoiding Yoongi and heading for the stairs.

"Can we talk. I have something to share with you."

"Not now." Taehyung answers coldly to Yoongi's request, not even batting a lash, or stopping to be polite. I raise a brow, having never seen him so dismissive, especially to Yoongi.

"It's urgent." Yoongi tries again but the room goes quiet as the younger turns from the bottom of the stairs where he is, eyes tough, almost angry? "I said not now, just leave me alone." He shouts, the silence after leaving him perplexed as well. He has never raised his voice at Yoongi, or me, let alone be that disrespectful to any of us. Taehyung is just one of those people who are always mindful of their words, he cares about respect, and allocates it accordingly to people, which leads me to think he is not alright, otherwise why would he have such an outburst? Not unless, something between him and Yoongi isn't alright.

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