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The boys were on their way to the restaurant where Jin worked, cruising in Jin's car that he had left at home. Yoongi was behind the wheel, while the others were squeezed into the backseat, and Namjoon was riding shotgun. Hoseok had wanted to take Namjoon's spot, but since Namjoon was giving directions to Yoongi, he decided to let it go.

"Hyung, you won't believe what happened in class today! There were two people fighting!" Jungkook exclaimed to Namjoon, sounding like a kid sharing a story with his dad.

"I hope you stepped in to break it up," Namjoon replied, genuinely interested in what Jungkook had to say.

"Nah, I just opened my snack pack and enjoyed the show from the back of the class," Jungkook shrugged, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

"Come on, you're the class president! It's your job to keep things in line," Namjoon said, pinching the bridge of his nose in exasperation.

"I was the president, but those jerks complained about me, so I got kicked out," Jungkook replied.

"Nice job, JK! Keep it up," Yoongi said with a smirk.

"Don't encourage him," Namjoon said, playfully hitting Yoongi's arm.

Before long, they arrived at the 'Epiphany' restaurant where Jin worked. They stepped inside the small but beautifully decorated place. While one room was brightly lit, they were led into a cozier, dimly lit area with a heater that made it warm and inviting. They found a table where Jin was busy setting things up.

"Oh, you made it!" Jin said, taking off his apron and greeting them with a big smile.

"And for once, you're on time," he added, glancing at his watch.

"Come on, serve us already! I'm starving!" Jungkook said, plopping down near the big window.

Jin then signaled to his waiter friend, who brought out their food. They all dug into the warm, delicious dishes.

"Is there a special reason for this dinner?" Yoongi asked, still curious about why Jin had invited them.

"At first, I just wanted to hang out, which we do like ten times a week anyway, but then I realized I wanted to talk about something important," Jin said, setting his chopsticks down.

Everyone paused their eating when they noticed Jin's serious expression, setting their chopsticks down.

"Yesterday, I saw Jimin having another panic attack," Jin said, glancing at the younger guy, who was now sneaking looks at him.

"I know that Jimin is struggling, and Hoseok is too. You all mean the world to me, and I can't stand seeing you in pain. So, I've decided to send these two to therapy," Jin declared, pointing at Jimin and Hoseok, who looked taken aback.

"Hyung, you really don’t have to do that," Hoseok protested.

"Why not?" Jin replied.

"Do you have any idea how pricey therapy is? I already owe you guys so much; I can't ask for more," Hoseok explained.

"Hobi, don’t you see us as family?" Jin asked, holding the hands of the others.

"I do..." Hoseok admitted.

"Then stop talking back because in a family, there’s no such thing as 'I owe you,'" Jin said firmly.

"Hyung, but—"

"I said be quiet," Jin interrupted, giving Hoseok a stern look.

"Okay, fine," Hoseok conceded, finally relenting.

"And you all," Jin said in a serious tone, making the boys sit up straight.

"I can’t afford to pay for both of their therapy at once; it’s really tough. So, we’ll all pitch in and work together to cover their costs," Jin explained.

Listening to Jin, Hoseok and Jimin felt a wave of gratitude. The other boys started clapping and cheering.

"I'm going to work my butt off for my bros!" Taehyung exclaimed, full of enthusiasm.

"Nope, you better keep your nose in those boring books. The older ones will handle it," Jin said, pointing at the 'elders.'

"Fifty-year-old butts," Taehyung whispered, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

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