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June 25 Wednesday

Today is the day of the dinner, and then they will be going home. Jimin can't help but feel a little down with the thought. It's hard to believe that time went by so fast. When they first got here, he thought that he would be helplessly following Jungkook, Hoseok, and Yoongi around like a lost puppy. He never thought that he would actually get his hands dirty and do the work himself.

Not that he was complaining. He enjoyed working, it was a lot different than dancing, but just different muscle groups. His arms have bulked up a little, and he has lost some of the chubbiness from his cheeks. His face was a little more chiseled now, and he no longer looked like a little kid. He was still a cute mochi though. The point is that during this time working, he got stronger both mentally and physically.

Now that time is over, he will go back to the packhouse. He wondered if his parents will allow him to get a job and let him do more things outside the group. He doubts it, his parents are overprotective. Even with Jungkook, Hobi, and Yoongi watching his every move and not letting him out of their sight, he still felt like he had more freedom here than he did at home. The only thing he really had to look forward to was the defense training that Yoongi promised him. which may or may not actually happen.

Jimin sighed loudly as he was packing his clothes into his suitcase. Hobi, who had put his clothes in the second closet when he first got here, was carefully folding his clothes and placing them on the fold-out chair next to the closet. He would transfer the clothes into his suitcase once he had them all folded. He turned to look at the omega, "What's wrong, Jiminie?" Hobi asked.

"Nothing much. Just when I get back, my parents are not going to let me do anything. And I kind of enjoyed working with the crew and getting out every day." Jimin said softly, still packing his stuff.

Hoseok understood what Jimin was saying. He knew the adults of the packhouse were protective of their omegas, even the adult omegas were watched over carefully. Especially after what happened with Taehyung, they did not want to lose any more omegas in the family. Omegas were special in their pack. Shielded from all the ugliness of the outside world and were treated like they would break.

Most omegas were not even allowed outside the village or if they lived in Seoul, they were not allowed outside their apartments without being escorted by their alphas. Jimin was lucky that he was able to come with them on this excursion, probably only allowed because he was also very spoiled and his parents have really never told him no.

Hoseok pulled his empty luggage out from the bottom of the closet and started neatly putting his clothes into it. "Maybe you can ask your parents if you can get a job, or maybe we can start teaching dance classes after our lessons."

Jimin picked up his head. "That would be fun, teaching toddlers the joy of dancing would be something I would like to do. Do you think my parents would let me?"

"I think it is a strong possibility since they already let you go to the dance studio. You can just stay longer and teach a class afterward or maybe on days that you don't have a class. I would be there with you unless I have Beta Training." Hoseok said. He will be starting Beta Training at the university when school starts in August.

Jimin was smiling again. A little happier about going back home now. "Thanks, Hobi. I would love to do something like that. With you there, my parents are sure to say it is ok."

"We can talk about it when we get back. Let's finish packing so we can clean the hanok. We still need to clean our bedroom and the rest of the house. We can't leave it messy." Hoseok said, closing his suitcase and straightening up his back. He looked pointedly at Jimin's suitcase that was still not packed, clothes all over the bed. Jimin giggled and moved faster. Once he was done, he swept and mopped the bedroom floor, and they went to the living room to clean.

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