Jimin's Point of View.

"Ah, thank goodness! You're done taking a bath." Taehyung said when I get out my bathroom, towel around the back of my neck. He was watching a movie in the television, sitting comfortably on my sofa.

Wait. "Why are you here?" I ask and he chuckles, so I give him a confused look. "Seriously?"

"You stayed in my apartment last night, so I decided to stay here today." he then grins.

"Why don't you just stay here for a long time?" I don't know why I said that.

Oh, is that a blush on his cheeks?

"Uhm," he looks everywhere but me. "Actually... can I?" he suddenly fidgets on his fingers.

I widen my eyes and didn't expect him to like the idea. I think I like some company here so. "S-sure, if you w-want." Did I just stutter? Whatever. "But how about your apartment?"

He sighs heavily and looks down. Is something bothering him? Does he want to say anything? Why am I asking this to myself instead of just asking him?

"Is there any problem, Taehyung?" I ask and sit beside him. He glances at me and sighs once more. Seriously, what's with the sighs? By the way he acts, it seems like something is really bothering him but I don't have any idea of what it is. "If you have a problem, you can tell me. Only if you want to."

"I-I don't. I don't have a problem." he sighs once more. "Jimin-ah, is it okay if..." he stops and grunts, messing his own hair. "Nevermind! Don't mind me, Jimin. I'm going home now."

"What?" I said in surprised. Why sudden? "I thought you said you're staying here?"

"I, uhm... I remember I need to do something." He gets up and walks towards the door. I stand up and follow him. "I'll see you next time. Take care of yourself." He waves at him and opens the door.

"Of course, I will. But, Tae—" I cut myself off when he exits my apartment.

What's gotten into him? I don't understand anything.

I shake my head and close the door. I walk over to the sofa and take a seat. I massage my temper gently. "My head hurts."

Afterwards, I look around the surroundings. There's this sudden feeling in my heart. I feel lonely again. My apartment feels empty.

I reach for the remote control and turn off the television because I'm not interested in watching. Might as well as just take a nap for a while.

Taehyung's Point of View.

I like the idea of staying in his apartment, but I don't want him to worry once he finally discovers my condition.

Why does it sound like I only have few months to live and I need someone to take care of me badly? It's not that big of a deal, I honestly can take care of myself.

However, what if I suddenly have asthma attack randomly? Or what if what happened at the hospital last time might happen to me again? I won't know what to do. I will probably panic and cry and make it even worse.

I shake my head at the thoughts. It will not happen. I can take care of heart. And I will start it by not seeing Jimin for a few days. Maybe, for or at least 3 days. I can do it.

I could do it.

I flop myself onto the bed and sigh. I suddenly felt a vibration in my bed. It was my phone.

I get up to find it. I grab it and unlock it. I saw an unread message from Mom.

Eommeoni ♡:

hi, baby. I messaged your Seokjin hyung to fetch you tomorrow. you're gonna be staying at his whether you like it or not. for just 2 weeks. take care! I love you <3

I widen my eyes after reading the message. What?

But I don't want to.

I throw my phone somewhere on my bed and flop onto my bed once again.

Yoongi's Point of View.

As I was drawing something in my sketchbook, sitting on the floor while the sketchbook is on the center table, I heard a knock. I glance at the door and frown.

Hoseok's back so fast? He went out to find a part-time job, in disguise, few minutes ago. I'm surprised he's back so quick.

But wait, if he's back, he wouldn't knock and just enter the house instantly. Then who might that be?

A knock can be heard again and I roll my eyes. I put my pencil down and stood up from the floor. I walk over to the door and open it, only to see two guys in police uniform, holding a paper with Hoseok's picture in it, or should I say, a sketch of his face.

"Uhm, what I can help you?" I ask them politely, pretending to be confused, however, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"Someone told us that this guy right here," the taller one points at the sketch, "went to this house. Do you know this guy?"

I hide my nervousness by staring at the sketch. I have to be honest, it does look like him. "I don't know that guy, sir. And I live alone." I reply, feeling my heart beats so fast. I feel like I'm starting to sweat right now.

"Is that so?" it was the shorter one who spoke now. "Then sorry to disturb you. Have a nice day!"

'Have a nice day!' your face. You're not gonna get Hoseok. He didn't do anything. Wait, unless he made the story up. But I doubt it, he seemed to be telling the truth.

"Have a nice day, too!" I manage to show them a small smile, to which they smile back at. They turn around and finally walk away from my house.

I close the door and sigh heavily, blowing air from my mouth. Thankfully, Hoseok's not here right now. Because if he's here when they came, we'll be in trouble, for sure.

I went back to sit on the floor, stare at my drawing in the sketchbook, sigh again, and then continue what I was doing before that interruption came in.

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"Yoongi! Yoongi!" Hoseok yells loudly, suddenly barging into my house while I'm preparing the dinner.

"What?" I yelled back, "And it's 'Yoongi hyung' to you. How many times do I have to remind you?"

"Sorry." he giggles. "But, hey, I found a part-time job."

"What is it?"

"I'm a server in a fast food restaurant. I will be starting tomorrow. Oh, and I used the name Romeo Kim to add in my disguise."

"Romeo, huh? Have you found your Juliet?" I said, laughing.

He creases his forehead at me, "Don't tease me, hyung!"

"Fine. Come on here and let's eat dinner." He runs towards here in flash and sit on the chair. "Oh, by the way, thankfully you're not here earlier because two policemen were looking for you."

He widen his eyes and opens his mouth in shock. "What? How did they know I'm here?"

"One of them said someone told them. I was so nervous, but gladly they didn't notice it."

"My gosh! I'm sorry, I had you involve in this trouble I caused." he looks down.

"Hey, Hoseok, it's okay. They're not gonna get you. I told you, I'll protect you." I smile even though he can't see it because he's looking down at the table.

He lifts his head and looks at me, "Thank you, hyung!" he smiles widely. He has such a pretty smile, could cure stress and depression.

"Let's eat?" I proceed to take my seat as well.

"Yeah, let's eat! I'm so hungry." I just chuckle and stare at him softly.
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A/N

hello, how are you? as I promised, here's the double update since we reached 1k+ reads! OMG guys, thank you so much! ♡

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