-JiHyun's View-

I woke up in bed, hair a mess and eyes slowly waking. I glanced around my room before forcing myself to get up. I was curious as if the others had already woken. Dad would've already left, but mom didn't work till later so she was most likely still home.

I made my way out of bed and threw on my housecoat along with Jimin's slippers that he had left in my room. Shuffling out into the hallway, I could hear someone pacing around downstairs. I shrugged it off thinking it was Mom and peeked inside Jimin's room, where Jeongkook and Taehyung were also there with him.

Looking around the bedroom, I saw Jimin curled up, hugging his blanket. Jeongkook had rolled off his bed and was laying on the floor, I heard a slight grunt and it was soon silent again. I chuckled quietly before heading down the stairs.

As I creeped down the stairs, I was wondering if Hoseok was also up.

To my surprise, it was only Hoseok in the living room. He was facing the front door, hands crossed and mind set. I went over to him, resting a hand on his shoulder. He turned around with a little jolt, he seemed surprised to see me.

"Hoseok? Are you alright?"
"Yep. Everything's good"
"Is Taehyung down here with you?"
"Mmh... What makes you think that?"
"He wasn't in bed"
"Oh, in the bathroom maybe?"

I stared at him blankly, suspicious? Seriousness? Worried? Concerned? Hiding something?

I folded my arms and said upfront "Where is he?"

He blinked a couple of times, he only turned his back and took a few steps.

I stopped him.

I held his hand which caused him to freeze. I moved myself in front of him, looking down since I was an inch taller than him. He never turned, spoke, nothing.

"Hyung..."

Grabbing his other hand, I intertwined our fingers, locking them together tightly. I missed him, he needed to know that. Whispering in his ear with a serious face I said "I miss you..."

He was stiff, almost like a statue.

Almost like he was dead.

He looked down at those words, so I pulled back one of my hands and used it to lift his head, keeping my hand underneath his chin.

We made eye contact, his eyes shimmered with lost thoughts. He gulped, and I replaced my concentrated face with a sly smile. I leaned down, unable to resist. Our lips were a centimetre apart when we heard the stairs creak, and we both separated ourselves out of shock.

Turning to see who was coming down the steps, it wasn't just one person. It was two. Jeongkook and Jimin.

When they reached our floor of the house, they came over to us.

"Ah, Jiminie, good morning. Jeongkook, good morning."

I could see Hoseok still dreaming, so I gave him a nudge and he smiled at the two sleepy heads.

Jimin's hair was a wild mess, and Jeongkook's eyes weren't even fully opened.

It was nothing but quietness as Jimin and Jeongkook's both headed towards the kitchen.

-Hoseok's View-

I couldn't even move, I was in shock. The tiny gap between me and JiHyun, his sly smile, the words that came out of his mouth, his lips an inch away from mine... I was going insane.

A few years ago, JiHyun and I weren't that old then, but we started developing feelings for each other.... Yet nothing ever happened, so why was he acting like this now?

When Jimin and Jeongkook left for the kitchen, JiHyun turned to me and took my hand in his. He kissed the top of my hand and looked directly into my eyes. He said softly "Are you alright?" Well damn, of course I wasn't alright.

Taehyung had left without alerting me in person, he went to see Yoongi, and has nearly been gone for two hours. So no, I wasn't alright, but I couldn't tell him that.

"Y-Yeah... Everything's fine.."
"Are you sure?"
I didn't respond. When he received no answer, he pulled me towards the couch, far away from the others but close enough that I could still hear yawns, groans, and the sound of cereal dropping into a bowl.

I sat down on the arm of the chair and looked at JiHyun who stood in front of me. At this point, I felt very tensed. He leaned closer to me, I could feel his warm breath pressing against my chapped lips.

"I'm here for you Hoseok..."
"I know...."
"I'm not telling you that your permitted to tell me what's going on, but I'm here to support anyways"
"Thanks."

I had to smile, at least he was being kind and sincere. He bent down so he was at eye level with me, and my heart started racing, my mind started questioning, and everything else around me started fading. I felt like I was falling into a trap, and I hated myself for being so desperate and wanting to kiss him.

But all those feelings rapidly left when I heard the doorbell and nearly knocked JiHyun over when I leaped from my spot. I opened the door and pulled in the little fella on crutches, closed the door, and examined every inch of him.

"Taehyung! Are you okay? Are you hurt? Yoongi didn't yell at you did he? He didn't rage or hit you?"
Taehyung Shoved me away, scrunching his eyes at me. I drew attention away from the younger ones who were busy getting their food, they came out and saw me all over Taehyung. Luckily, they didn't hear the part about "Yoongi."

"Taehyung? Where were you?"
Everyone asked at the same time. I nearly spilled everything since he was back home safely, but he made an excuse before I could even open my mouth.

"Outside for some fresh air, I was feeling nauseous so I went out to play with Yeontan."

Jimin and Jeongkook went off to
Do their own thing, and Taehyung only walked passed me without a single word about anything that's happened. I frowned and sighed, just when I was pulled into someone's arms. JiHyun's.

I turned around and saw him smirking at me. "So that's why you weren't yourself." I nodded, I went to speak but was cut off by the soft touch of his lips. I backed away, I felt unsure and awkard. He didn't stop. He rested his hands on both sides of my waist as he continued to kiss me.

I didn't move, and I didn't yelp. I only closed my eyes and let myself be warmed by the taste of his lips and the safety of his presence.

-Jin's View-

Sitting on the sofa with a frown, I watched as Namjoon continued to pay zero attention to me at all. He would rather watch his dumb show than to listen to me at all.

He said that I wasn't giving him enough attention and he felt hurt. We talked and I thought that things were sorted out between us. Obviously not.

I lifted my hand to look at the ring that laid perfectly still on my finger. If we couldn't work things out, I don't know if marrying each other would be the best thing to do.

Ever since we arrived back home from
the cabin, things have been completely off. Don't ask me why because I don't even know myself.

The more I observed Namjoon, the more I wanted him. I wanted his attention, love, his words, his touch, his body, everything. He was only a few feet away from me on the sofa, yet it seemed like miles.

I stood up and pranced right up to him, blocking the view of the TV. He looked up at me with the most annoyed face, I narrowed my eyes at him, once I did that he looked away.

I sat down next to him, "We need to talk"
"What about?"
"You KNOW what it's about"
"Not really"
"Kim Namjoon, Stop being an idiot and face it"
"Stop bothering me and f-"

I flicked him on his forehead, causing him to screech "Ouch!"
"You were ready to tell me to beat it!"
"No babe, listen..."
"No Namjoon, YOU listen. You've been ignoring me like I'm some maid to you, cleaning up, making us food, getting things organized... You haven't kissed me all week! Why the hell have you been acting this way?"
"What's it to you?"

I snarled, he was pissing me off.

"If you still want to have a husband like me, I suggest you pull your damn self together. I love you, I appreciate you, I respect you and I want to marry you. I never realized that we had different feelings"
"Now that's not fair Jin!"

I pulled off my ring and threw it at him, I didn't plan on doing that but I sure as well did it. I was loosing my patience with him.

"You can keep your stupid engagement ring until you decide whether you want to work things out like responsible adults, or end this relationship"
"Jin wait!"

I mumbled "I'm done waiting."

And that was it.

I left the house.

I needed a few days away from him, and he needed a few days away from me.

There was only one place that I thought would be safe for me to go to.

Actually, safe wasn't the right word, since nobody considered him safe. But I needed to talk to him, he was the second oldest hyung out of all of us anyways.

Maybe he just needed a friend... Maybe he needed someone to talk to, Maybe he needed to be trusted.

Yoongi, get ready. If things don't work out, then you'll be having a new roommate.

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