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October 14

Jimin arrived at Seoul International Airport. Looking here and there he suddenly felt overwhelmed and suffocated. His home country, which he hadn't visited in the last 7 years, his friends, the memories, his mistakes, his parents, everything was playing like a tape recorder in his mind. 

The more he would remember all of those, the more he would want to return to where he came from. Sucking in a deep breath and grinding his teeth, feeling cold air hitting him, he took his luggage and waited for his father. No, not precisely father. His father is sending god knows who to pick up his son who is visiting them after freaking 6 years. 

Waiting and waiting... 30 min. past by and getting frustrated, he booked up a taxi on his own.

He doesn't have the numbers of his mother and father both. The only way he had ever contacted them, if necessary was through Jay. Jay had his father's phone number. His parents visited America one time and that was the last time he saw his parents or talked to them until 2 days back. 

He took his father's phone number from Jay and called him, telling him about his arrival and as expected, he was met with the coldest reply telling him that one of his father's men would pick him up from the airport and the call was hung. The call was not even for 30 sec. 

His father's voice didn't hold any surprise or excitement after hearing about his son. Shrugging all his thoughts he arrived at a big mansion and sighing heavily, he rang the doorbell, already expecting a helper to open it.

"Yes, who are you? We weren't informed about having a guest." An old lady asked after opening the door. 

Gritting his teeth and fisting his fingers tightly, he sucked in a deep breath, small tears already accumulating. He didn't expect that from his parents. 

He had already told them about his arrival, can't they get enough time to at least tell their house workers about their son's arrival? He bowed to the old lady and without saying anything he picked up his luggage and went out. If his parents didn't want to see him then he also won't meet them. 

Walking for a few min., he came across a small hotel, it looked clean and beautiful. Checking in at the hotel, he falls on the bed without changing his clothes and let sleep take over him.

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Ding. Ding. Ding.

Taehyung's phone kept buzzing which was in Yoongi's hand. A shoot for a small educational film was going on.

Frustrated by the number of messages the younger was suddenly receiving in a single day, Yoongi told the director to have a small break. He handed the phone to Tae, the moment the other came towards him.

"Check it. It's been buzzing continuously for ages." 

"Hmm?" Confused by the statement, Tae opened the phone and was surprised to see 100+ msgs from a group he never knew existed. 

He subsided his curiosity and clicked on Jungkook's message first which was personally sent. Making it his priority to read the message that Jungkook sent him has now become his habit.

The message read, 'Hi Tae. I added you to the reunion group. Told you so you won't freak out and think that your number was hacked. Check the group for more info. I would be happy if you would attend the reunion as well.' 

Two mysteries solved. Curiosity level decreased. Good that he opens Jungkook's messages first. Now if Jungkook would be going and had specially asked him to come, then why won't he?

He just slumped down on the chair, sipping the juice given by the staff and started scrolling down through the messages on the grp. Sighing heavily on seeing more than half of the chats being useless, he just messaged an 'I am coming' and switched off his phn, giving it back to Yoongi. 

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