Splintered Soul

Chapter 1

A/N: Hello loves!

Here's the first chapter of this book and I really hope you guys like it!

This is more of a filler chapter, sort of getting it out what Jinyoung is to the boys and their dynamics,

Next chapter will be in Jinyoung's view to see his side and i can't wait lol

Hope you'll like this!

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Sock clad feet slowly dragged themselves into the spacious kitchen, a small yet endearing smile appearing on the face of one Im Jaebeom at the sight of the rest of his bandmates seated around the kitchen table, his eyes took in the way Youngjae leaning his head on their youngest while the said man was staring at a blond headed Bambam with what could only be described as pure adoration. Finally his eyes settled on their oldest member, as Mark actively danced around the kitchen stove along with Jackson while the two collectively busied themselves in making breakfast for the rest of the band..

Jaebeom loved waking up to the sight he was greeted with, it gave him a sense of serenity and peace to be surrounded by them, giving him a strong vibe that reminded him of home,

He noticed that the youngest member among the older group was missing, but he knew it only meant the the raven haired man was probably still asleep. It was one of those rare days that they did not have any plans for the morning, for the band itself, the day only consisted of several dance practices while he couldn't say the same for the missing idol, Jaebeom knew all of their individual as well as group schedules like the back of his hand and he knew that Jinyoung's schedule was packed with filming from morning until the time the boy was finally allowed to join them for dance practices,

"Jaebeom hyung! Good morning!"

Jackson's cheery voice broke him out of his head as he wordlessly greeted each member with a nod of his head while he made a bee line towards the full pot of coffee.. he was never the one to engage in any conversations until he had filled himself with a considerable amount of caffeine.

"Alright! Breakfast is done! Bam, Yugyeom go wash your hands and can someone wake up Jinyoung please?"

Even though Mark was not the leader, he was still the oldest, which is why Jaebeom knew he could always rely on the oldest member to take over for him when the times called for it. Still paying vague attention to what was happening behind him, Jaebeom urged his hands to be faster as he quickly poured the hot liquid into two mugs, leaving one on the table next to his plate while carrying the other out of the room and upstairs,

"You guys can go ahead and start eating I'll go wake up Jinyoung"

"We'll come with you"

Mark and Jackson stood up from their chairs as the oldest trio made their way up their destination. Mark tentatively made a soft knock on the closed door, waiting for a few minutes but when there was no reaction or a sound of movement from the inside, they opened the door as slow as they could, complete darkness greeted them,

The three oldest members shared a knowing look among themselves, already being used to the same practice several times before. All of them knew that Jinyoung had been holed up in his room the night before in hopes of memorising his script, and they knew now, without a shadow of a doubt, that the younger man had fallen asleep while reading his lines.

As if parroting the same routine, the three members slowly spread out through the room, Jackson walking towards the windows to open the blinds, barely managing to catch himself from face planting on the floor among the messily strewn clothes everywhere, as Mark went around the room starting to pick up the items thrown across the floor while Jaebeom walked himself towards the curled up lump on the bed,