Day One of Living with BTS
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Day Two
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Day Three
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Day Four
"Do you want to go on a walk?"
"No."
Day Five
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Day Seven
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Day Eight
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Day Nine
"Our album releases in a few days."
Day Ten
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Day Eleven
"I want a seafood boil." Hoseok sighed loudly, scrolling through his phone, laying on the floor with Bam. "For dinner tonight."
"I don't feel like making one." Jin grumbled, his head in Namjoon's lap, looking up at his phone that he held. "Plus, we don't have crab or lobster."
"I meant ordering." Hoseok chuckled. "I don't want your gross food."
"Yeah yeah, fuck you too." Jin went to his text messages, seeing that only Jimin had texted him about doing his laundry for him, which he did. "What should we have for dessert, Joon?" Jin asked his boyfriend, tapping the book that Namjoon held with one hand, away from Jin.
"You." Namjoon smiled down at Jin, Jin's face burning red as he smiled shyly.
"I don't want to eat Jin." Jungkook complained, slamming buttons on his Xbox controller, sat beside the couple. "How would we even-" Jungkook lowered the controller, looking over at them with a disgusted look. "Ew."
Minduelle skipped down the stairs, hair pulled into a ponytail, leggings and a tight running jacket on. She put on her headphones as she smiled at the shocked faces of the boys directed at her. "Hey! I'm gonna go on a run." Minduelle gasped with excitement as she saw Bam, the dog jogging over to her. "Can I take Bam?"
Jin slowly sat up, lips parted in disbelief, but nudged Jungkook, her question directed at him.
Jungkook jumped at the contact, swallowing and nodding. "S-Sure."
"Thanks!" She ran over to him and kissed his forehead before waving at the rest of the boys. "See you guys later!"
Minduelle grabbed Bam's leash from where the keys hung and led him outside, shutting the door behind her.
"What the fuck??" Hoseok sat up quickly, eyes wide as he stared at the three on the couch. "What was that?? Why was she up?? How is she up?? We haven't gotten her to move in days! Over a week! And she's going on a run???"
Everyone looked at Namjoon. But he seemed to be frozen, just staring ahead of him, too, shocked to do anything.
"Babe?" Jin placed his hand on his chest. "You okay?"
"Y-Yeah." Namjoon blinked, looking around. "Yeah, uhm, I think it's just... during grief, sometimes people just get the sudden jump to happiness and motivation. Like that day she passed out; she was motivated after being dormant for so long. Grief isn't linear. I think she'll crash again." Namjoon swallowed, just listing off facts.

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