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Yoongi pov

2 weeks passed by since Hoseok moved in. We were on good terms. Coming home was much better when someone waited for me there. Hoseok's life hadn't changed a lot. He still worked - I was just giving him lifts to his work; he still did shopping - but didn't have to count money anymore; he was still going to cinemas etc. - I was just reserving the whole cinema hall just for him. 

That day, I didn't have any work left to do, so I decided to take Hobi out. 

- Hoseok! - I called with my rare smile.

I didn't get any answer nor he came. 

- Hobi! - I shouted more loudly.

Nothing.

It kind of worried me. I decided to go to his room upstairs to check if something happened to him. I was sure he was at home.

I knocked on the doors to his room and slightly opened them.

His room looked like as if a tornado went through. His clothes were everywhere. A shirt was even thrown at chandelier. A the middle of the room there was a suitcase opened and many things was already inside. Hoseok himself was packing very, VERY chaotically and murmuring something. 

- Hobi?

He jumped. I think I frightened him.

- Yah! Don't sneak up like that!

- Sorry. - I smiled at him. - What are you doing?

He looked at his feet.

- My mom called. She's feeling very unwell. I have to go to Gwangju. - he said almost crying. His voice was full of worry.

- I'll take you there. Tell me when you are ready. 

- Wait! No! What about your work? - he asked. 

- I'm taking my leave. - I said and left his room.

15 minutes later he came downstairs with the suitcase.

We got into my car and left Seoul.

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