Third Person's Point of View.

Another day for Jimin to spend as he does his daily routine. His alarm goes off. He wakes up. He rubs his eyes. He stretches his body. He gets out of the bed. He exits his bedroom. He goes straight to the bathroom.

After his bathroom routine, he then goes to the kitchen. He walks to the fridge and reads the note, "Cook breakfast." He sighs and thought, 'When will this routine change? Will there be a time where I don't wake up feeling alone?' Nonetheless, he starts cooking whatever he found in the fridge.

Bacon and egg. Yup, his favourite.

As soon as he finished cooking, he sets the table and prepares his breakfast by putting a plate and a pair of chopsticks on the table. He sits on the chair and started eating. Alone.

"Why do I feel like something's missing?" he asks himself as he's munching on his food.

He looks around his surroundings until he stops at nothing, squinting his eyes and creasing his forehead, trying to remember what might have he forgotten.

"I'm pretty sure I'm forgetting something but I can't point my tongue into it." He puts some food on his mouth again. "I swear."

After chewing, he grabs his glass of water and takes a sip. He almost chokes on it when he suddenly remembers it. He finally remembers it. "My phone!" he screams.

Oh yes, his phone. It has been missing since last night. He had fell asleep trying to remember where the hell did he put it.

Now that he remembered that his phone is missing, he's now trying to remember where in his apartment did he put his goddamn phone. Screw this short-term memory loss.

"Whatever, I'll remember it later." he sighs and takes a bite on the bacon.

When he finished eating, he cleans the table, brings the dishes to the kitchen sink then washes them.

While washing, he's playing with the water without realizing it or staring at nothing occasionally, and when he realized it, he would go back to washing the dishes again. There hadn't much dishes to wash but Jimin's attention span is so short too, he took too long to finish. He took almost an hour to finish.

After that, he goes to his bedroom to get some clothes from his wardrobe and finally takes a bath.

He doesn't take too long to finish, thankfully, and soon gets out of the bathroom while drying his hair using his bath towel. He went back inside to hang the towel onto the hook resting at the back of the door.

He gets out again and walks over to the living room. He sits on the sofa and sighs. "So much for the morning. I'm suddenly tired." He's about to lie down on the sofa when someone suddenly knocked on the door.

He glances at the door and frowns, "Taehyung? Is it Taehyung?" Thinking about the said boy makes him happy, so he gets up and walks towards the door.

He's smiling as he opens the door, only to come face to face with a grinning young boy named Jungkook. "Hi, hyung!"

His smile fades away and replaced by a disappointed pout. He's disappointed to himself for thinking it was Taehyung.

"What do you want?" he asks lazily, rolling his eyes.

"I'm here to borrow your car." Jungkook informs.

Jimin furrows his eyebrows and looks at the other boy confusedly, "Why? What for?"

"Don't you remember? I came here yesterday to inform you I'm borrowing your car to fetch my girlfriend who's moving in with me and you agreed. You even told me to remind you again." the grin in Jungkook's lips doesn't fade.

"I can't even remember where did I put my phone. Until now." Jimin's lips formed a thin line. "Sure, let me just find my key."

"I'll help you." Jungkook suddenly walks inside while still grinning. The more Jimin looks at that grin, the more it looks creepy. He mentally cringed.

He lets the youngest follow him in his room. He opens his wardrobe and there's a three-drawered cabinet inside. He pulls the first cabinet and gestures the kid to get the wallet.

Jungkook opens it and his mouth widen in amusement. "Wow! Hyung, you have a lot of money." he exclaims.

"Shut up! Just get the key and leave." Jimin scolds but the other boy just laughs.

Jungkook grabs the key inside and gives the wallet back to Jimin. The latter puts his wallet back into the drawer, closes it and finally, closes the whole wardrobe.

"Let's go—"

"Wait, hyung, you said you can't remember where did you put your phone until now? Maybe I can help?" Jungkook asks with a tone of concern in his voice.

"It will take us forever. It's okay, it'll appear later when I'm not looking for it. Go get your girlfriend now." He gestures the youngest to leave.

"Okay. What slot again?"

Jimin thinks for a second, "P13. Make sure to put it back in the same slot, okay?" he raises an eyebrow playfully.

Jungkook nods, smiling, "Okay. Thanks, hyung! See you later." he waves at the older boy and leaves his room as well as his apartment.

Jimin exits his bedroom and goes back to the sofa. He saw the TV remote lying on the center table so he decided to grab it and turns on the TV. "I'm just going to watch."

"Taehyung-ah, go wake up your Namjoon hyung upstairs. Breakfast is almost ready."

Taehyung was watching TV when Seokjin calls him from the kitchen. As he hears it, he didn't say anything and just follows it. He gets up from the sofa and goes upstairs to wake Namjoon from his shared bedroom with Seokjin.

"Namjoon hyung, wake up!" he taps him on his shoulder, not too gentle but not too hard as well. Just enough for the older to wake up. "Ya! Namjoon hyung!"

When Namjoon finally woke up, Taehyung instantly left the bedroom and went downstairs, leaving Namjoon preparing himself.

"That kid." Namjoon shakes his head and left the room as well, but not after making the bed.

When he went downstairs, he greets his husband a 'good morning' first before going to the bathroom to wash his face.

"Let's eat! Breakfast is ready." Taehyung is already sitting on a dining chair right before Seokjin announces it.

Namjoon exits the bathroom and takes his seat as well. "Wow!" His eyes and mouth are literally wide open upon seeing the breakfast on the table. Cabbage omelette with a crab soup as the side dish. Seokjin follows, sitting next to his husband with a smile on his face. "These look and smell so delicious. Yum!" he added, sniffing into them.

Seokjin chuckles and ruffles the back hair of Namjoon. He then puts some rice and dish on Taehyung's plate, as if he's a 5-year old kid. "Eatwell, Taehyungie!"

Taehyung just smiles a bit and mumbles a small 'thank you' before eating.

×××

Jungkook finally arrives in front of Yeri—Katy's mom's house. As soon as he parked, he excitedly gets out of the car to greet his girlfriend who's already waiting outside. "Hey!"

They ran into and hug each other as if they didn't meet less than two days ago. "I missed you!" See?

"Let's go?" Jungkook grins, pulling back from the hug. "I borrowed Jimin hyung's car."

"Wow!" Katy chuckles. "Okay, let's go! I'm so excited to live with you." she squealed.

"What are we waiting for? Come on, hop in." Katy giggles and pulls her two pink luggages. He helps her by grabbing the other one and put it on the compartment at the back of the car. "That one won't fit so just put it in the back seat." he said, pointing at the luggage Katy is holding.

Katy nods and smiles, "Okay." she then pushes down the handle of her luggage and follows what Jungkook said. She opens the backseat and puts the luggage in then closes the door.

Katy's mom suddenly gets out of the house and waves at her daughter. "Take care, Katy! I love you!"

She waves back at her, "I love you too, Mom! See you soon."

"Jungkook-ah, take care of my daughter, okay?" Katy's mom said, "Don't ever hurt or make her cry, understand?"

Jungkook nods and salutes playfully, "Got it, Mom—I mean, Auntie!" Katy's mom just laughs and gestures him to go.

He gets into the driver's seat and Katy gets into the passenger's seat then they buckle their seatbelts. When everything is ready, they wave goodbye to Katy's mom before Jungkook starts to drive.

"I wonder what's Jimin doing right now." Taehyung thought as soon as he exits the bathroom, but he said it out loud.

"Thinking about Jimin again?" Namjoon overheard him from the living room, smirking slightly, as if teasing him. "Why don't you call him?"

"Call him?" Taehyung almost yell. He walks over to the living room and sat on the sofa. "No way!"

Still smirking, Namjoon chuckles a little, "Well, for me, call is better than text. At least you'll get the chance to hear his voice even if you're away from each other, am I right?"

"Well... you have a point. But still not gonna do it." Taehyung rolls his eyes. "I don't want to disturb him."

Namjoon hums in a questioning manner, "I bet he wants to call you too but like you, he's afraid to disturb you too." he winks playfully.

Taehyung sighs heavily. "Fine!" he sounds forced but he's actually not. He's nervous but he wants to do it. "I'll call him."

"That's the spirit!" Namjoon hyped up and taps Taehyung's shoulder gently before getting up to go to the kitchen where his husband is located, washing the kitchen sink. "Hi!"

"Hi, Joonie!"

Taehyung sighs again before grabbing his phone from the center table. "Here comes nothing." He starts to dial Jimin's number and puts it in front of his left ear. He panics when it rings. "Shit. Don't answer, don't answer."

He waits for a few seconds before a voice talks, "Sorry, the number you dialed can not be reached. Please try again later."

He looks at his phone and tilts his head to the side, "Hmm, he didn't really answer. Maybe he's busy." A sigh once again. "Should I try again?" he bit his lips nervously. He dials Jimin's number again and after a few seconds, it starts to ring again. "Please answer this time."

But again, Jimin didn't answer. Taehyung pouts so hard and puts back his phone on the center table. "I knew it, he's busy. But what might he be doing?"

Jimin got startled and gets off the sofa when he heard a familiar sound. "Is that my phone? But where is it?" He looks around but he did not see his phone everywhere. "Where?" The sound stops and he frowns. "What was that?"

After a few minutes, the familiar sound rings again. When he got a sight at the shoe rack, he confusedly looks at one of the shoes there. He felt a vibration on it. "Wait..." He runs towards it and the sound stopped again. "What the fuck!"

He grabs the shoe and mentally slaps himself. How the fuck did his phone get here? "Come on, Jimin, did you really put your phone here? Stupid and disgusting." he scolds himself but is happy finally find his phone.

He puts back the shoe to where did he get it and goes back to the sofa. He unlocked his phone and saw two missed calls from the same person. Taehyungie ♡

He smiles widely. If it's not because of Taehyung, he wouldn't find his phone. What if he calls him back?

He slowly presses the number and it starts dialing. He nervously puts his phone in front of his ears. Then it rings. "Shit."

"Hello?" He gasps and his eyes widen by hearing the younger's deep voice.

"Uhm... h-hey, Taehyung-ah!" he gulps. "How are you? Sorry, I-I missed your calls. My phone's been missing."

"Oh, I-I'm fine. What happened to your phone?"

"I just misplaced it in some random place, but I found it now." he laughs but it sounds so awkward.

"Well...uhm, how you doing?"

"I'm fine too, don't worry." Just missing you. "What are you doing right now?"

Awkward. Totally awkward. If they were in a cartoon or TV series, there were so many cricket sounds flying around.

He heard an awkward laugh. "Nothing."

"By the way, why did you call me? Not that I don't want you to call, of course I want but—ah I mean, I'm just curious." Stop, Jimin.

"Ah. I called because... I was just wondering how are you. T-that's it."

"That's it?" Don't you miss me? "Any other reasons?"

"What other reasons?"

Silly Jimin. "Nothing." he laughs nervously. Again.

"Uh, Jimin, I gotta go. I'll see you soon. Take care!"

"Oh, okay. See you soon." And the call ended. "At least he cares about me." he pouts.

Taehyung sighs and puts back his phone on the center table. "Kim Taehyung, why are you so awkward?"
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A/N

finally, another update. yay! it's not that good but i hope you enjoyed this chapter :)) i also have a short attention span so it took me few days to finish this chapter, sighs.