A day later, Jungkook was invited to go meet a classmate and hyung of Namjoon's, named Min Yoongi. Even though the younger had lived with Namjoon for five whole years, he never really got the chance to meet this mysterious Yoongi person, since their timing never seemed to align with each other. Whenever Jungkook was free and not reading in the library, Namjoon informed him that his friend was out in a different city taking photos. And whenever the photographer had come back to Seoul from taking pictures, Jungkook was busy with school.

It was definitely a rare chance for Jungkook to meet this so called, 'Genius Min Suga' (nicknamed by Namjoon). So he was now at a local bar, different from where Namjoon and Hoseok worked at, waiting for this Yoongi person to arrive with his hyungs who were conversing and drinking alcohol. While waiting, he was on his phone trying to find out some information on his second date with Taehyung. The other arranged their date at a small, unknown street that looked sketch af when he searched on google maps.

"Hyung, you're late!" Namjoon suddenly stood up as he greeted the bizarre mint haired hipster with a high five. Jungkook then looked up from his phone and his breath hitched, when he realized that the guy who was now in front of him, was the same exact guy who took Jimin's hands as they walked out of the cafe a few days ago.

Suddenly, a mix of jealousy, as well as confusion and nervousness, clouded his thoughts and he had to physically shake his head to try and clear his mind. The stranger now known as Yoongi, stared at him with no emotion as he held out a hand toward Jungkook.

"Min Yoongi." His introduction was brief; his eyes never leaving the younger. Jungkook wasn’t sure if the other remembered their eyes meeting back at the cafe, but he gulped as he nervously held out his hand.

"J-Jeon Jungkook..." He stammered, and the moment they shook hands, all Jungkook could think about was how ice cold the other's hands were. Yoongi nodded in acknowledgment, before turning to smile at Seokjin and giving him a small high five.

"It's been a while, hyung." He grinned, and Seokjin let out a laugh as he motioned the other to take a seat next to him.

Seokjin and Yoongi actually knew each other way before Namjoon came into the picture, as they had met in college when Seokjin was a sophomore and Yoongi was a freshman.

"Yeah, it sure has! I hear you calling Namjoon every few weeks, but I never got a call from you once! Why is that, you little rascal?" Seokjin started complaining, which had Yoongi, as well as Namjoon, rolling their eyes. Typical of Kim Seokjin to start lecturing someone the first time they meet in several months.

"Namjoon's the one calling me for more book recommendations," Yoongi objected. "And you know I've been pretty busy, hyung. You should be the one calling, if you miss me so much."

Jungkook was impressed at how equally sassy this stranger was, considering he could talk back to Seokjin, knowing the full consequences that could come along with it. But it also frightened the younger a bit. If someone like Seokjin could be argued with, this Yoongi person must be equally scary himself. Even Namjoon, Seokjin's own boyfriend of two years, didn’t really have the guts to talk back to the pink princess (no offense to Namjoon).

"Hmph. You should have still called, considering that I'm your hyung." Seokjin narrowed his eyes, but the corner of his lips curved up into a smile.

The four of them continued to talk and drink (more like, the three adults as Jungkook just quietly blended in the background listening, while sipping his orange juice). After an hour, Namjoon and Seokjin excused themselves to the bathroom, leaving the emotionless Yoongi and awkward Jungkook alone together. Jungkook was feeling anxious because it felt like the mint haired hipster was judging his every move. There was silence between the two for a while, until the other decided to speak up.

"So you like reading a lot of books, huh," Yoongi said flatly, his raven black eyes piercing through Jungkook, and the other wasn’t sure if he was supposed to carry on the conversation or not. So he just did what he did best; nodding, while fidgeting in his seat. The tension between them was so thick, but Jungkook didn’t understand why. It definitely looked like the hipster had an unknown grudge against him; by the way he was glowering at him in irritation.

"I heard a lot about you. Namjoon told me you want to become an author. Have you written a draft for your story yet?" Yoongi asked as he leaned forward, resting his chin on his hands. A bead of sweat slowly rolled down Jungkook's neck as he awkwardly cleared his throat. It felt as if he was being interrogated by this man for doing something wrong, and this confrontation made him feel uncomfortable as hell.

"Um... Well..." He mumbled, shifting in his seat when the other interrupted him. It was obvious that he didn’t care what answer Jungkook was going to give him.

"You're Jimin's new friend, huh?” Yoongi got straight to the point, and at the sudden mention of Jimin, Jungkook stiffened.

"How did you-" He began to ask, but the other cut him off again.

"Jimin told me about you," He answered, his face still expressionless. Jungkook didn’t know what to think. He was delighted that Jimin thought he was important enough to mention but at the same time, he was weary on why Jimin had talked about him to this person he hardly even knew. Curiosity got the better of him and he regained his eye contact with the older.

"Are you and Jimin dating?" He asked, to which the older curved his lips into a smirk.

"Would you be disappointed if I told you we were?" He asked. Jungkook could tell Yoongi was watching him carefully.

Jungkook couldn’t answer.

An image of Taehyung grinning suddenly flashed in his mind, but then it quickly disappeared, followed up by another image of Jimin gazing at him in wonder. Why was he suddenly thinking of them right now?

Yoongi then broke his train of thoughts as he leaned back in his chair, looking detached again.

"We're not dating," He answered, simply. The younger just sighed in relief at his answer. Just then, Namjoon and Seokjin came back from the restroom and sat down. Yoongi arched a sly brow as he looked at them in suspicion.

"Took you guys a while. What were you two doing in the bathroom?" He teased them, to which Namjoon just coughed and Seokjin turned bright red.

"It was nothing like that, you little rascal!" He tried to signal Yoongi to shut his mouth because Jungkook was there with them, and Jungkook frowned in disgust. As if he wanted to know that his hyungs were doing the dirty. He stood up, excusing himself to go home, but not before bowing down to Yoongi in respect (The other just had that kind of scary aura).

As soon as he got out, he decided to visit Jimin at the cafe since he still had a lot of free time. Fortunately, the bar was close to the cafe so it only took him ten minutes, and he noticed there weren’t any customers from the see-through windows. He went in, and saw the same bright orange hair cleaning behind the counter. When Jimin saw Jungkook enter the cafe, he looked at him in surprise.

"Bookworm! It's been a while!" He exclaimed, and Jungkook smiled, seeing that he caught the other by complete surprise.

"I was craving strawberry cake." He lied, shrugging his shoulders. The other went back to the kitchen and brought out a slice of cake as soon as Jungkook sat down at his usual corner. Jimin placed the strawberry slice as well as a cup of hot tea on the table, before sitting down across from the younger.

"This one's on me." He replied when the other reached for his pocket to take out his wallet.

"Oh... Thanks. But do you usually leave a slice of cake behind the counter?" Jungkook asked, before digging in.

"Ah, I always save a slice for my roommate when I come back home, but today he can just do with strawberry pocky. The perks of working at a cafe, haha,"

"Mm...” The younger just nodded in acknowledgment, savoring each bite of the cake.

"So, what have you been up to? What's the current book you've been reading?"

"Uh... The Getaway." Jungkook had to think for a second, because it had been a few days since he last opened his book, which was shocking. Ever since he talked to Taehyung on Skype, he wasn’t really in the mood to open up his book. Realizing this he frowned, feeling a bit guilty.

"Ah... I finished that a few days ago. I won't spoil anything major, but I suggest you don't become attached to some of the characters..." Jimin warned him, and Jungkook snorted.

"That's pretty much a huge spoiler already," He replied, and Jimin stuck out his tongue. "But I didn't say who dies!" The older argued back.

When he did that, Jungkook was sort of taken aback by the childish action, but he then shrugged it off since it was pretty darn cute.

"So, how have you been?" The older tilts his head and gazed at him as he smiles; the same exact image Jungkook had of him earlier.

"Uh... Well I went on a date with a guy. And well, it was pretty strange... The guy, I mean," Jungkook answered. He finished the slice, and was slowly sipping the hot tea.

"Oh, you're dating someone?" Jimin rested his chin in his palm; staring at him in surprise.

"Uh, I actually hir-" He stopped himself, and cleared his throat. "I mean, we're not dating. I just went on a date with a friend for fun." He explained, before biting his lip and glancing away. He didn’t want the other to think he was weird or desperate if the other knew about him hiring a guy to be his fake boyfriend. He was too shameful to admit that to anyone. Jimin looked like an understanding person and all, but they weren’t close, and Jungkook didn’t know what to expect from him.

"So uh, what about you?" He asked, even though he kind of got the hint that he went on a trip somewhere with Yoongi. The mint haired hipster summarized his whole trip to his two hyungs at the bar, while Jungkook was quietly listening. And he still can’t let go of the incident of when they walked out of the café, never noticing him.

"Hmm... I did a lot of stuff over the past three days, but mostly I just went to Busan and took a lot of pictures. I was to be someone's model, so I think I did more than a hundred poses, which was exhausting as heck, but it