*Hoseok's POV*

When I heard the door close, I looked at Taehyung.

"Kim Taehyung, I will ask you again," I leaned closer to his face and made my voice sound as cold and dangerous as I can. And it wasn't very difficult to achieve. "Why were you talking to her?"

"Hyung, you know we grew up together." Taehyung gave me a sad, tired look. "She's like my sister."

"That's your excuse for everything, huh?" I backed off and sat across from him. "That was always your excuse. You know how I feel about that."

"Hyung, why do you always do this?" He yelled at me  and I was surprised. Since I've known him, he had never yelled at me. "You've made everything the way it is now, and now you're blaming her?" He stood and and slammed his hands on the table. "That's crap! She didn't do anything! You had to make up some accustion and brain wash JungKook! He never had any doubt about her." He leaned down towards me. And the weird thing is, I'm scared. Taehyung has always been the nice guy. He never got mad at anyone. Seeing him like this... he looks like someone I don't know. "It was your fault, hyung. Not Choo Hee's."

He leaned away and gave me a scary look. Right now, I was shaking. Oh my god...  "Why don't you open your eyes for once, hyung." While shaking his head, he walked away.

What the hell is he talking about. i scowled. When he left, I had an unsettling feeling that maybe I don't know as much as I think I do. 

"Hyung? What are you doing here?"

I flinched. No... no, I can't face him now.

"Hey.. JungKook." I hestitated. I really  wanted to be alone right now. "How are you?"