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Unfinished // Practice Part 2

I don't know if I'll get to finish this so I'm just gonna throw it in here.

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Taehyung woke up in the morning with a sleeping maknae curled up beside him. He was quite surprised actually, normally he always remembers if one of the other members comes into his room at night. He liked to think he had a sort of spidey-sense for the presence of those he cared about. Maybe his spidey-sense was just a bit off because he was tired last night. He shrugged to himself as he carefully rolled out of the bed and de-tangled himself from Jungkook.

There were noises of sleepy chatter and doors opening and closing coming from outside Taehyung and the rest of the 'maknae-line's shared room. As he cracked the door open slightly, Taehyung grinned to himself at the scent of food from the kitchen. Jin must be awake. Jin was always awake first, so this wasn't much of a surprise, but Taehyung still loved the feeling he got every time he awoke to the sounds and smells of food already being prepared. That's something he hoped would never go away. He looked back at Jungkook who was still sleeping and smiled slightly before he left the room and gently shut the door behind him. As soon as he was certain that he definitely wasn't going to wake up his Kookie, he bounded into the kitchen like a child and bear hugged his eldest hyung.

"Oh my--" Jin started, nearly dropping everything he was holding in surprise at the attack. "How many times do I have to tell you not to scare me when I'm cooking? Do you want your breakfast all over the floor?" He scolded the younger boy, but smiled afterwards to prove he didn't mean it.

Taehyung decided it was best to leave the chef to do his thing and went off in search of Jimin instead.

When Jungkook opened his eyes, he had to shut them again immediately at how bright the room was. His face distorted in annoyance as he tried to roll into the corner of the room, as his bed was pressed against the wall, but instead found himself falling out of the bed and onto the floor.

Jungkook then observed the room he was in, trying to get his mind to adjust.

The sunlight was streaming in from the window on the opposite end of the room. Where he should be. As he slowly hoisted himself up and rubbed his eyes, his brain slowly kicked into gear enough for him to realise he must've slept in Taehyung's bed last night. That's when he felt the strong pain blossoming through all his muscles and he hissed, remembering his long hours of practice the night before and somewhat regretting it.

Jungkook left the room, trying to keep his eyebrows from furrowing, the way they always do first thing in the morning, as he walked into the living area and plopped down onto the couch.

"Good morning to you, too." Namjoon tapped Jungkook on the head with the notepad he was holding as he passed. Jungkook made no effort to reply and instead pulled a cushion over his head.

"Why's he like that?"

"Oh," Seokjin turned around to look at Namjoon, "Jimin said he was out practising all night." At the mention of Jimin, Jungkook perked up and leaned over the back of the couch.

"Where is he, by the way?" Jungkook asked whichever hyung was listening.

Namjoon and Seokjin glanced at each other and shrugged.

"Dunno, haven't seen him since last night."

"What about Yoongi?" Jungkook tried again. Namjoon shrugged the same as before and opened his mouth to make a comment, but was soon cut off.

"I believe there's a '-hyung' missing from that sentence." Yoongi walked out of the home studio. It wasn't much of a surprise that that's where he was and Jungkook didn't know why he even bothered asking.

"Ah, hyung, you don't happen to know where Jimin is do you?"

"You ask that like I've just left him somewhere," Yoongi frowned as he leaned against one of the kitchen counters. "He's probably in the bathroom."

"You say that like you don't actually know," Jungkook mimicked, and then added, "-hyung." Yoongi ignored him and turned around to make himself a cup of coffee instead whilst skilfully avoiding Jin's cooking utensils he was flailing around.

Jungkook breathed out a chuckle before going back to his own room to get some clothes whilst he waited for Jimin to come out of the bathroom. He trusted that Yoongi did in fact know where he was because they probably had stayed in the same room last night, like they often do. Jungkook shook his head at the thought before going swinging open the doors of his wardrobe. He could ask Jimin about it later, there was no point is coming up with theories all morning.

The hangers clinked quietly against each other as he pushed the clothing back and forth, trying to decide what he wanted to wear today.