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Chapter 13 - P.J

B-day

In the weeks leading up to his birthday he'd been preparing meticulously. Before the planning process even began, Jimin made a family announcement.

He'd requested his partners to not plan any surprise parties or events. He wanted to prepare it himself.

"Is this a trap hyung?"

"Reverse psychology?"

"What's your angle Min?"

Jin sighed, pressing a kiss to Jimin's cheek then turning to his partners, "He's telling the truth, even if I couldn't feel his stability in the bond, he's telling the truth."

"Min baby, are you sure?"

"Positive, I wanna do this. Please."

Reluctantly, they gave way. Though it was borderline painful for his partners, seeing Jimin work this hard with no explanation, or accepting help, they respected his word.

D-30

Namjoon's half awake, barely. Coffee steaming in his hands, warming him up nicely as the days grow colder. He trudges into Bangtan Inc. It's an important day. Going up to the top floor, the head office, to finally begin discussing one of the most important matters.

He's stopped in his tracks, standing in the door way staring at his partner's back.

"Minnie?"

Jimin goes stock still before whipping around eyes wide, "Oh hyung! Hi!" He smiles, bounding over, far too chipper for the early hour.

He presses a quick kiss to Namjoon's cheek, "I'm basically done here, you can have the floor, thank you everyone, any questions?" He turns around to the group, no hands raise.

Jimin breathes a sigh of relief when no issues arise from his discussion.

Before Namjoon even has a moment to question the reasoning for Jimin's sudden visit to the main office, he's off, clearly on some mission.

He puts it away for now, taking a long slow sip of his liquid energy, eyes closing for a moment before speaking.

"Alright, everyone get comfortable, I've ordered brunch, this is gonna be a long one."

D-20

Jimin's been sat at the kitchen island over his laptop, for the past two hours. His face gives away nothing. Typing, scrolling eyebrows furrowed, clicking, an almost imperceptible smile, more clicking, repeat.

"Baby do you want some eye drops...a pillow?" Yoongi offers from across the room.

He'd been sat across from Jimin for thirty minutes, trying to see if there was something he could help with, but Jimin only shooed him off, not letting Yoongi get even a glimpse at the laptop.

Jimin's eyes don't leave the screen even with his reply, " 'M fine hyungie."

Yoongi is painfully aware of how uncomfortable Jimin feels in that seat. He could just get up and sit somewhere other than a bar stool. It can't be good for his back. Though, he feels Jimin's swirling excitement despite the lack of enthusiasm on his face, so nothing's immediately wrong for him to be worried about. He still worries.

Yoongi almost doses off until he feels a sudden surge of contentment that's not his own. He pipes up looking over to where Jimin is finally not sitting, but standing up, eyes closed stretching his muscles, bones cracking from being sat in the stiff seat.