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Yoongi stirred on the floor, his body aching from the hard surface. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes, his gaze drifting to Jimin, who lay peacefully on the bed.

Yoongi's gaze lingered on Jimin's peaceful form, but he knew he had to move. He checked the time and cursed under his breath. It was later than he thought.

He quietly exited the room, not wanting to disturb Jimin's sleep. As he entered the living room, he expected to see Jungkook and Taehyung, but they were no there,

He approached the maid, who was busy preparing breakfast. "Where are Jungkook and Taehyung?" he asked.

"They've already left for school and university, sir," she replied, not looking up from her work.

Yoongi's eyes narrowed. He had forgotten that it was a school day. He felt a pang of guilt for not letting Jimin go, but he pushed it aside.

As he pondered his next move, the maid spoke up again. "Sir, shall I prepare breakfast for you?"

"Just bring me a cup of coffee,"
Yoongi cleared his throat, trying to sound casual. "and Make some pancakes, please."

The maid nodded, unaware of the sleeping form in Yoongi's room. "Right away, sir."

As the maid busied herself in the kitchen, Yoongi's mind wandered to Jimin. He thought about how Jimin would like the pancakes, how his eyes would light up when he took a bite.

 He thought about how Jimin would like the pancakes, how his eyes would light up when he took a bite

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Once the pancakes were ready, Yoongi took a stack and headed to his room. He gently pushed open the door, trying not to wake Jimin.

As he entered, Jimin stirred, his eyes fluttering open. Yoongi's heart skipped a beat as their gazes met. He smiled softly, holding out the pancakes.

"Good morning," Yoongi whispered, his voice barely audible

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"Good morning," Yoongi whispered, his voice barely audible.

Jimin's expression was guarded, but Yoongi could see a glimmer of curiosity. He sat down beside Jimin, offering him a pancake.

For a moment, they just looked at each other, the only sound the soft hum of the air conditioner. Then, Jimin took a bite of the pancake, his eyes widening in surprise.

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