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The phone was ringing, the sound of Super Junior was playing, Jimin blindly searched for the device on her bedside table. Her head was buried beneath pillows, to help block out the sunlight. The ringing died down just as her hand clasped the Samsung, Minso groaned. It had been an old friend calling, she knew this because he was the only one with that ring tone. The boy and she had been friends since birth, practically, and now he was some big kpop idol, that girls swooned over, Jimin had personally never gotten the hype.

The 20 year old stretched in her four poster bed, the covers were at her feet. She'd obviously gotten hot in the middle of the night, again. Her mother whined all of the time that the bed was an extravagance that she didn't need. But it was a gift from her best friend, Lilly. There was no way she was giving it up, even if it did mean paying for a bigger apartment, just for the bed to be able to fit.

The phone in hand said that Minso had missed a call from Yoongi. With a sigh she touched the face icon, he rarely called in the mornings, so it had to be either important or he was highly bored. Though how he could ever be bored with the crew he sang with, she would never know. From what she'd heard and seen through Youtube, they were always keeping each other entertained. The tone rang in her ear a few times before Yoongi's familiar voice came through the phone.

"You called?" Came the mumble from a sleepy voice, a soft laugh could be heard from the other end of the phone. "I'm tirrrred," Minso whined, not in the mood for her friends teasing. Yoongi replied with, "If you didn't stay up until three am playing video games, you wouldn't be so tired." His chuckle had more enthusiasm this time, making Minso groan once more. How was one so happy at such an early hour? It was inhuman to be so awake as well, if it was possible to reach a hand through the phone and cho- her thoughts were interrupted when he asked her a question, one she missed and had to ask him to repeat. "I'm doing a music video shoot near you, do you want to meet up?"

It took her a few seconds to let the words sink in, but once they did, she made an excited sound that almost sounded like a squeal. Yoongi said something, it almost sounded like a curse, but there was no way her sweet friend said that. "Is that a yes?" He questioned, her quick response was, "Yes of course! It's been over a year since I saw you last." It was true, sure they had texting, video chat, and mail, but it wasn't the same. Having him locked away, in a sort of term, was hard. He wasn't there for her to lean on in person, there were no comforting hugs, or late night movies, there were no cozy sleepovers, or drama binges. Her life hadn't been the same since he went into the kpop world so long ago. When he had time off, which was far and few between, they soaked up time together as much as possible. So this opportunity was a rare one, and she wouldn't let it pass her by.

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