A/N: I double updated so make sure you read the last chapter!

Yoongi is sitting in an airport in Warsaw, waiting for his flight to arrive. He twiddles his thumbs absentmindedly. And then he decides to check his email on a whim.

Sender: Jungkook Jeon

Subject: You’re invited!

Yoongi’s eyes widen. He hastily taps the email.

Dear Yoongi,

Hey. How’ve you been? Long time no talk. Sorry for not contacting you earlier. These past two years have been pretty... well, we just needed some time. I’m sure you understand. I’ve talked to Namjoon and the guys, and they said that you’ve been MIA since the Seven Stars and X.E. released us. I hope you’re doing okay. Please don’t be dead. Please still be checking this email.

Anyway, I just wanted to invite you to me and Ami’s wedding. Yup. You read that right. It’s a long ing story. If you come, I’ll explain everything to you. Pinky promise.

Give me a call at this number if you’re interested. If you still need some space, well, just ignore this email. But call me anyway. I want to talk to you, er.

Sincerely,

Your BFF Jungkook

Yoongi’s hands are shaking as he calls Jungkook. It is 3 in the morning, four days after he opened Jungkook’s email.

The phone’s rings seem to echo through his hotel room.

And then a voice says, “Hello?”

Yoongi has to clamp his hand over his mouth to prevent himself from crying out.

“Hello? Is anyone there?”

“J-Jungkook,” Yoongi whispers, his voice cracking.

There is a moment of silence.

And then Jungkook says, “Yoongi.”

The two talk for hours. Jungkook is living in some cozy little French village with Ami. They moved there almost immediately after they were released from the Seven Stars, instructions to keep away from each other be damned. In fact, Jungkook says, it was the head of X.E. herself who told him where Ami was.

“Wait,” Yoongi says slowly. “So... they don’t care if we interact with... everyone?”

“Yeah,” Jungkook says, a knowing note in his voice. “You can talk to anyone from X.E. and the Seven Stars and anyone you ever knew.”

Yoongi’s back thuds against the headboard of his bed.

“Jungkook,” he murmurs. “Is she going to be there? At your wedding?”

“Yeah, she is.”

Yoongi is so conflicted. So utterly conflicted.

What if she has moved on? What if she does not want to see him again? What if things will be no different from last time? What if, what if, what if...

“Ow! Anna! That hurts!”

“Beauty is pain,” Anna tells Ami in a gruff voice through a mouthful of safety pins. “Now hold still!”

“Save me,” Ami begs Lina, looking at her with puppy eyes. She is standing in the center of the room, facing an enormous three-paneled room. A beautiful white wedding gown sits on her body, pearls embroidering the bodice, soft lace heaped around its trail. The back of the dress is covered in a filmy, translucent material, with satin flowers crisscrossing the edges of the fabric.

“You should be happy,” Lina bites back, grinning. “The Annabelle Kim designed your dress. This probably costs thousands of dollars.”

“$10,200, actually,” Annabelle says snarkily. “You should be happy you’re my best friend, idiot. Consider this a thank you for saving my multiple times.”

“Gee, Anna, you’re welcome,” Ami snorts.

Lina smiles, adjusting her fitted teal bridesmaid dress (also courtesy of Annabelle Kim’s Fall Bridal Collection). Namjoon, Taehyung, Kyungsoo, Joshua, and Preet are currently outside quadruple-checking everything from the catering to the guests to the floral centerpieces on the tables. Jimin, Jin, Baekhyun, and Chanyeol, on the other hand, are picking up the wedding cake from the bakery a few streets down. It was originally just supposed to be Jimin picking it up, but Jin was worried that Jimin would eat the entire thing, and Chanyeol wanted to say hi to this cute girl who worked there who he had been talking to for a while, and Baekhyun said that he had to be there if Chanyeol got slapped into a canal. The rest of the boys are either helping Jungkook get ready or aiding the security detail, which is unfortunately still necessary, especially at such an important event involving some of the most dangerous, influential people in the world.

Lina can sense that this is going to be a wonderful day. She can practically sense Ami’s euphoria. She is surrounded by all her closest friends, loved ones, honorary family members. The only person missing is Marge. For better or for worse, Marge took Ami’s advice and completely disappeared- presumably to start a new life. Despite everyone’s efforts- Ami spent nearly two months in front of her computer, attempting to trace Marge’s location, while Baekhyun has been trying to find Marge for two years- they were unable to find her.

Lina misses Marge. She wishes she was here.

Which reminds her of another person who left her life.

For the millionth time, Lina finds herself thinking back to what Ami told her a few weeks ago.

Yoongi wanted to know if you’d be coming to my wedding. I just wanted to give you a heads up. I have your back, okay? If anything happens, I’ll be there.

Lina is so conflicted. So utterly conflicted. He is so bad for her. He has caused her so much grief and heartbreak and anguish. Should she get involved with Yoongi again? Does she want to get involved with Yoongi again?

But she has tried dating other boys before, yes. But the feelings she held for them never even came close to matching her feelings for Yoongi.

Lina does not know what she should do.

Yoongi arrives and everyone starts shrieking when they see him. Jungkook wraps him in a headlock and gives him a noogie, despite the fact that the two of them are clad in stiff tuxedos.

“You piece of ,” Hoseok says, wrapping Yoongi in a tight embrace. There are tears in both of their eyes. “I can’t believe you just ing left like that. You didn’t even tell us anything. Do you know how long it took Ami and Baek to find your email address? And it took you two weeks to reply to Jungkook’s email, .”

“Sorry,” Yoongi says, wiping away the tears trickling down his cheeks. Dammit, he had promised himself he would not cry. He told himself he would be strong. But the sight of his best friends, the boys who he grew up with, the agents he witnessed so much violence and bloodshed with, the men who supported him every single ing second of his life-

“It’s good to have you back,” Jin whispers, throwing his arm around Yoongi’s shoulder, and it takes the seven of them a good 15 minutes until they are stable enough to go outside again.

Lina is irritated. Jungkook keeps trying to sneak into Ami’s room to see her, and she’s told him a billion times that he can’t. It’s bad luck if a groom sees his bride before she walks down the aisle! That’s common knowledge! So why is he being so uncooperative? Lina stands outside the door, her arms crossed, angrily anticipating Jungkook’s next move. He may have been some sort of hotshot gangster, but there is no getting past Lina Nguyen when she tries.

A sound echoes from around the corner, and Lina stiffens. “Don’t even think about it, Jungkook,” she mutters, and then raises her voice. “If you get any closer, I swear to God, I will stick my entire high heel up your-,”

She freezes.

Yoongi is staring at her, absolutely stunned.

Centuries- eons- of silence pass between them.

Lina feels like she cannot breathe.

Memories flash through Yoongi’s mind, like pictures on a View Master. Tinkling laughter on a Ferris wheel. Cold looks in the hallways. The sweet scent of her coconut shampoo. Warm skin on skin. Anguished screams.

Tears. Lots and lots of tears.

“Hey,” Lina utters in an almost inaudible voice.

“Hey,” Yoongi whispers.

“Yo, Lina, don’t think you can block me now!” Jungkook yells, suddenly rounding the corner. “I have a pla-,”

And then he sees the scene in front of him and the goofy smile slides off his face.

“Oh.”

    “Um.” Yoongi tears his eyes away from Lina, as if Jungkook’s interruption broke the heavy tension of the situation. “It- it was nice seeing you, Lina. I’m going to go, uh, help Kai out with setting up... everything.”

    “Yeah,” Lina says in a faint voice. “Bye.”

    Yoongi tears off. Jungkook and Lina are left standing alone in the hallway.

    “Are you okay?” Jungkook asks her softly.

    Lina nods. “Y-Yeah. I was just surprised.”

    “Yeah.” Jungkook places a hand on her shoulder, a small smile on his face. “Alright. I’ll stop trying to break into Ami’s room and make your life easier.”

    Lina cracks a grin. “Finally! Thank you!”

    After Jungkook leaves, the amused expression slides off her face.

A/N: YA see dw heres a double update that last chap was nothin