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(Part 3)

"Jungkook-ah, don't play with your food," Hoseok scolded and at once, Jungkook's actions came to a halt.

"Um, I'm not hungry. Please excuse me."

Without waiting for a response, he left the dinning table and headed up the stairs.

"I...I didn't mean to hurt him by—" Hoseok started, staring at the doorway.

"We know you didn't, Hobi." Jin assured him. "Jungkook seems to be..."

"Having a tough time?" Jimin finished for him, "he's been hiding again, hasn't he?"

"That's Jungkook for you," Taehyung commented with a sigh.

"Okay, I've had enough of this. I'm gonna go talk to him," Yoongi declared and stood from his seat.

"I'm coming along. Hold on," Seokjin called after his retreating figure.

Taehyung moved from his seat but Namjoon gently grabbed his arm and pulled him back into his seat. Just as the younger opened his mouth to protest, Namjoon spoke up, "Jungkook will be overwhelmed as it is when he sees Yoongi and Jin there. The more of us in there, the less he'll talk. I know you're concerned about him. So are we. But I trust Jin and Yoongi to handle it for now. I need you to do the same. Alright?"

A pause.

"Alright."

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