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He hadn't expected Hoseok and Namjoon's sudden return. Jimin knows they weren't informed of his arrival because Taehyung wanted to surprise them.
So when Hoseok appears in the kitchen out of nowhere, whining about his sore muscles due to long flight, he doesn't know what to do.
He awkwardly stares back as Hoseok freezes, blinking at him. But he feels relived to see Hoseok looking healthy.
He recalls the doctor saying Hoseok wouldn't be able to walk anymore, but of course the older had to prove everyone wrong.
" Hobi hyung..."
" Jiminie? "
" Yes? " He smiles slightly, " I was making pasta.....would you like some? "
Hoseok beams, his smile gradually becoming brighter as he leapt forward, pulling him in a hug. " Of course, I love pasta. "
Jimin chuckles, sighing softly against the older's warmth. Hoseok murmurs a small thank you against his shoulder, to which he just gives a reassuring squeeze because what could the older be thanking him for?
" I'm sorry for running away. " He muttered, " I didn't realise I worried all of you so much. "
Hoseok brushes it off, " As long as you are happy, Jiminie. Besides, I had a tracker on you. "
Jimin blinks, gaping at Hoseok who just laughs, patting his shoulder. " What? You thought I'd just let you leave and not even look out for you? "
He chuckles in disbelief, " Thanks, hyung. "
Hoseok nods, " I'm hungry. "
Laughing, he faces the stove and checked the pasta that was boiling. " Namjoon hyung was with you...."
" He's talking to the guard outside. Want to scare him? "
" I doubt that'd be a good idea...." Jimin trailed off but Hoseok had already left the kitchen.
" AH! NAMJOONIE, HELPPP! "
He winced as he heard thudding footsteps all around the mansion, multiple guns pointed at him, " Wow. "
" Hobi, what the fuck?! I almost shot you both! " Yoongi scowls and Namjoon glares, " Why would scream, hyung? That fucking scared me—"
Jungkook snickers as Namjoon looks at Jimin and purses his lips, his face blank. Jin sighs heavily, " You're so childish, Hoseok-ah. "
" Look who's talking..."
Hoseok giggled, ducking as Jin throws a pillow in his face and leaves while Namjoon just nods at Jimin, " Welcome back, Chim. "
Jimin just smiles, watching as the older disappears up the stairs. " He's a little stressed, ignore him. "
Hoseok nudges him towards the kitchen again, " I'll help you make this. I'm sure if you take the pasta to him, he'll melt right away. "
