I'm sorry for not updating , been busy with school. No worries, I will be free from July onwards ^^. Leave me comments to motivate me! Shoutout on next chapter. Don't be silent readers.. you'll demotivate me huhuhu

Jung Aera's P.O.V

Namjoon decided to sleep over since Jimin refused to leave Yoongi's side. I helped them bringing in the mattress to lay it down beside the bed. Namjoon didn't question me when he saw my stuffs in his room, he went to shower in a spare guestroom while Jimin in his previous bedroom. Luckily they left some of their clothes behind. 

Me? I stayed on the bed Yoongi's hair while waiting for the guys to get ready. Jimin was first to come in complete in a matching plaids PJs like Yoongi's. I couldn't help but to chuckle at the sight when Namjoon joined in with the same one too. 

"I bought it for the hyungs. It's cute right?" Jimin came over towards me, handing me his hair towel. He sat on the floor while I help him to dry his blonde locks. Namjoon shook his head in disbelief, Jimin is just so casual around me. 

"You're cuter. Can't believe you're older than me"

"You sure it's ok for us to sleep here?" Namjoon sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck again asking for my permission. 

"The more the merrier" we spoke with a low voice since Yoongi is sleeping. He didn't move a limb, the drugs must have kicked in. The dim bedroom lights made the surroundings seemed more serene. 

"We were supposed to come over tomorrow. It's boys night." Jimin turned to look at me with his pouty lips. "You don't mind right?"

"I love to have you guys here. You're Yoongi's brothers"  I patted Jimin's back and returned his towel. He touched his hair leaning close to me."Mmm?"

"He wants you to pat his head instead" said Namjoon as if it's a common thing. I ruffled Jimin's hair before giving him a pat. He smiled widely thanking me before rolling down to the mattress where Namjoon is. 

"Sleep Jiminie, it's late" 

"Yes hyungggg~ Good night Aera-ah, Yoongi hyung, Namjoonie hyung" 

I couldn't help but to smile at his cuteness. I reached over to turn the table lamps off, leaving the silver ray from the full moon outside lightening the room through the spaces between the curtains. I lay down next to Yoongi, facing him. 

"Good night Yoongi-ah" I snuggled close to him, resting my head on his shoulder. I drifted to sleep not long after I heard Jimin's soft snore.

I'm crouching down on the grass, digging the soil with Namjoon. I know there's a lot he wants to talk about while we're left alone. We have been gardening in silence for at least 30 minutes, exchanging only related conversation. 

"Spit it out, I know you have a lot to ask" he's inspecting the blooming azaleas, his eyes are full with adoration for the flowers. 

"I...wish to meet his mother" 

Namjoon let out a deep sigh, troubled by my request. "You shouldn't"

"She's my husband's mother yet I have never seen her"

"She's not worth it. Change your subject or no more conversation" he threatened me giving me a look. I didn't want to ruin his mood so I let it off. 

"Is he sick?" 

"He has traumas from the time he lives with his mother, how much do you know?"

"She had him when she was a teenager, she worked as a e" I lower my gaze not wanting him to feel like I'm uncomfortable with Yoongi's mother occupation. It's her life anyways. 

"Her clients used to beat him up with whips, canes , bare fists or just anything. She didn't give him food on purpose, locked him in a small cupboard for days even chained him up like an animal. You think she deserves to be called a mother?" 

I couldn't put my thoughts into words, in my head all I could think about is Yoongi being a helpless kid. Adults should be protecting the children not hurting them. He put his trust on his mother but she betrayed him. 

"You know that's why he hates talking about this. He doesn't need your sympathy, if you're still here because you feel sorry for him. Please leave, Jimin and I can manage." Namjoon distanced himself from me, taking a few steps away I clutched his shirt stopping him.

"Who are you to judge me? I care about him and yes we're not really together but we promised to work it out. You should guide me and don't push me away" I pushed his shoulder in anger, turning my heels on to go back in the house. I am upset. How could he say those awful things to me? What? Leave Yoongi? That has never crossed my mind after I stepped my foot in this house. 

I want Yoongi to step up for me, I want him to take my side so desperately. I made my way upstairs eager to see him, it's past lunchtime and Yoongi is not awake yet. Call me spoiled but Jin or my mother is always there to hug me whenever I get upset about something and now they're not here, I seek for Yoongi.

I sat on the bed, still sweating from being out in the sun. "Wake up tofu-nim.. you have to eat something" I brushed his bangs away from his face, he stirred in his sleep yet no sign of opening his eyes. "Yoongi.. wake up.. Namjoon is picking on me." I pouted , playing with my fingers expecting him not to hear me.

"Namjoon did what?" He asked with his raspy voice, looking at me with his half-lidded eyes. 

I gasped in shock covering my foul mouth. "Nothing!"  He gave me a weird look still half-asleep. "How are you feeling?" I reached for his face, placing my palm on his cheek. He took a hold of my hand, leaning in my caress while smiling dreamily. That makes my heart skips a beat. 

"Better" he exhaled loudly, nuzzling his face into my palm. "I'm hungry~" he pouted, his eyes fluttered open and our gazes met. We stayed this way for a few seconds but it felt like hours to me. Me sitting on the bed while he's lying on his side, me caressing his soft cheek while he's holding my arm. 

I was first to turned away, clearing my throat. "I'll heat up the food for you, or you prefer porridge?" 

"Not porridge, I'm starving" He sat up, groaning in pain when he felt pain in his head. "No worries, I'm alright."

"I'll be downstairs."

He hummed in response and I just wanted to run outside to calm my beating heart.

Min Yoongi's P.O.V

After my late lunch with Jimin digging his second lunch of the day, all of us gathered at the living room to watch a movie. I noticed the weary looks and the 'I'm avoiding you' body languages between Namjoon and Aera. They didn't speak to each other, not once. Aera is a very friendly person so it's easy to spot when she's uncomfortable. Jimin on the other hand is totally forgotting his boundaries, pinching my wife's cheeks, feeding snacks to her and even tried to sit next to her till I squished in between them. 

"We're still going right? At 4?" 

I wasn't listening to Jimin's question, my brain is occupied with the love story between the two characters. 

"Namjoonie hyung! Yoongi hyung!"

"WHAT?!" replied me and Namjoon in unison, just like me he too got absorbed with the movie. 

"Are we still going at 4?"

"Yes, are you coming ?" Namjoon directed the question at me, since now I have Aera. I can't just leave her alone at home. 

"Aera can come too"

Confused, she turned to me asking me to elaborate. I felt her glancing at me from time to time, I came home last night looking half-dead and the other two guys didn't question my well-being the next day. They acted like nothing ever happen hence she couldn't do anything but to follow their lead. No more questions. And now they're asking me to go out. 

"Usually we visit our old orphanage and just...help around." Jimin blurted out after Namjoon and I refused to say a word. "You do know we used to live in the same orphanage, right?" His eyes were weary as he looks back to back between me and Namjoon. 

Aera nodded sensing the surrounding mood. "I'm alright, I can stay at home." 

"You sure?" I tried not to look at her as I ask. 

"Yup! I can clean the house while you're out. "

Jimin didn't insist while Namjoon kept his eyes locked on the screen. I am not ready to show A