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POV: Jimin
"I love you, Jimin."

That was the first thing I heard every morning when I woke up. The sound of Seokjin's beautiful, soothing voice.

"I love you too," I would reply, giving him a surprise back-hug. He would always giggle cutely and cover his mouth, his cheeks flushing a bright red.

One day, my phone buzzed, and since I never got texts that often, this was something quite weird.

"Jimin! Your phone! A text!" Jin shouted from downstairs.

"Who is it?"

"Erm... T-Taehyung," he stuttered as I swiftly ran down the stairs to get it. "That's odd, we haven't heard from him since..." he stopped.

"Since we broke up," I muttered, taking my phone. "God, what does this guy want from me?"

"Hmph," Jin sighed, and carried on with his breakfast. I looked down onto the screen. It was a text about the size of a paragraph.

Taehyung: Hey, Jimin, it's been a while since we last talked, eh? Anyway, I'm in town this week, and I thought that maybe we could meet up, as friends? Bring some old friends along, if you can contact them for me. Reply x

"What did he say?" Jin asked curiously, looking over my shoulder. "What does he want from you, then?"

"He says..." I started. "H-he says that he wants to meet up."

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