[ A/N: here's the detail of the facetime because i remembered someone asked for it. enjoy! <3 more notes at the end of this chapter. ]
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Third Person's Point of View.

Jimin was chewing his lips, playing with his fingers on the hem of his shirt, and walking back and forth in his room.

He just told Taehyung that he can have a facetime with him. And now he doesn't know what to do. What if Taehyung actually video calls him? He would just be an awkward guy in front of the phone while looking at a beautiful guy named Kim Taehyung.

His phone rung, vibrating on the bed. He quickly turned his head to the said object and he caught a glimpse of Taehyung's caller ID inviting him to join the facetime.

"No! Wait, I'm not ready!" Jimin panicked, fluttering his hands everywhere. He inhaled deeply, closing his eyes tightly. And then he opened his eyes before exhaling.

His phone remained ringing and the vibration still can be felt through the bed. He swallowed a huge lump in his throat before sitting on the edge of his bed. He can feel his cheeks burning shade of red.

He grabbed his phone and slowly pressed the 'answer' button, with slightly hesitation. He pressed his lips together as he was greeted by a cute rectangular smile painted on a handsome face of Taehyung. "Good evening, Jiminnie!"

Jiminnie. The nickname echoed throughout he room and in his ears, and he just got a goosebumps. He stared at himself at the screen before flashing a small smile at the younger, "Hello, Taehyung. Good evening."

While placing his phone in front of his face, Jimin crawled on the bed until he reached the wall. He sat and leaned his back on the pastel blue painted wall.

"How are you?" the younger asked, smile still flashed in his face.

"Uh, I'm fine. Thank you for asking. How about you?" He mentally slapped himself for sounding so fucking cliché and awkward.

He heard Taehyung chuckled, "I'm fine as well, Jimin, thank you. Hey! I know it's been two days, but I miss you already."

Jimin widen his eyes. He just hoped Taehyung didn't see his reaction. Taehyung misses him? Such a coincidence because he misses him too, so much.

He quirked up his lips to the side as he laughed nervously. "I miss you too, I guess."

"You guess?" Taehyung laughed softly, his eyes were forming into a crescent moon. So cute.

Silence soon creeped into their atmosphere. They were just staring at each other on the screen, smiling weirdly. Jimin didn't know how long would this go so he was the first to break the silence.

He cleared his throat and faked a cough, "Hey, Taehyung! Erm, aren't you going to sleep yet?"

Taehyung shook his head, "No. I'm not sleepy yet. How about you?"

"No," he replied immediately, "I don't want to sleep yet. I still want to talk to you." Wow! Did he just say that? Pink tint starting to form on his cheeks, and he just hoped Taehyung wouldn't catch that sight.

"If that's the case, what do you wanna talk about, then?" Taehyung asked, tilting his head to the side. "So that, you know, we can have something to talk about and not just stare at each other on the screen." he laughed softly.

Jimin hummed, thinking of something he want to talk about. He suddenly pouted as he moved in the bed. He slid himself up to fix his sitting position, one arm on the bed to guide his body. "Where are you exactly? And why did you leave your apartment?" he asks.

Taehyung blinked several times. "I'm in my brother's house." he simply replied, but Jimin wasn't satisfied.

"Why?" Jimin asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

The younger sighed and looked down for a second before looking back at Jimin on the screen. "My mom asked me to help them here in their house. But I'll be back there soon, I just don't know when."

"You guys fought right?" Jimin asked.

"No," Taehyung shook his head, "I was mad at him. But I'm not sure if not anymore." He sighed, breath coming out of his mouth. "Stop asking now. Let's talk about you. What are your hobbies?"

Jimin bites the inside of his cheek, "Hobbies? I dance, I guess. Oh, also, I sing too."

They talked and talked and talked until they realized they have been talking for only God knew how many hours. It was already midnight so they decided to stop and call it a night.

Jimin placed his phone on the bedside table, readying himself to lay on the bed. He prayed first before finally laying himself on the bed, smiling at himself and closing his eyes.

The next morning, on the other side of the story, Yoongi's slumber is disturbed due to him hearing some loud knocks on the front door.

He aggressively scratches his head, getting off his bed. He exits his bedroom and makes his way to the front door. He opens it and he meets a familiar figure standing outside, face looking so happy and smiling at him.

"Min Yoongi, good morning!" Hoseok greets, voice so energetic, and is excited to see the older. "Did you miss me?"

Yoongi doesn't reply and just gently rubs his eyes. He then steps backward to let the younger enter his house. "How did you escape?"

"They let me." Hoseok replies, walking to the couch then sits on it. Yoongi closes the door then follows and sits next to him. "They wanted me to help them find the real criminal. But now, I couldn't remember the face of the murderer. If I see him again, I would probably remember and freak out."

Yoongi chuckles softly, placing his hand gently on the younger's thigh. "I'm glad you're back. I do miss you." he admits.

Hoseok smiles widely, putting his hand on top of Yoongi's hand that is on his thigh. "Really? I miss you too!"

"But where did you sleep, though?" Yoongi asks, creasing his forehead.

"In the police station." Hoseok laughs. "But hey, I'm fine. Nothing bad happened to me. They're actually nice." He smiles, "What's important, I'm finally back even though I was just gone for a day." he giggles. "Have you had breakfast yet?"

Yoongi shakes his head, "No. I just woke up. Your loud knocking disturbed my sleep." he glared at the younger, from being intense to being soft. He couldn't resist the other if he's smiling cutely.

"I'm really sorry! I was excited to see you, okay?" Hoseok grins, putting up a peace sign as a gesture of a playful apology. "What if I cook breakfast for the both of us, sounds good?"

Yoongi takes back his hand from Hoseok's thigh and smiles, his gums are showing. "Sounds great." He taps the younger on the top of his shoulder and winks, "Make it delicious. I'm gonna take a bath now."

Hoseok nods eagerly, "Of course! And bathe well." They both laugh before they get up from the couch. Yoongi walks back to his room and Hoseok goes inside the kitchen.
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A/N

uhm,, surprise?! HAHAHA it's been so long since i last updated this book. i'm really sorry for being inactive, i lost my motivation :(( this was just an unexpected update and a filler, and i'm going hiatus again xD

i'm hoping for your patience again as i'm trying my best to bring back my inspiration and motivation. sooner or later, i'll be back to updating this book regularly. please wait for me, everyone.

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