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The dorm doesn't look the same anymore. The atmosphere, the feelings, it's not the same anymore, at least that's what Jungkook thinks. Their dorm gets messier with glass bottles everywhere and the burning smell produced from cigarettes.

Everything's changed, they've changed. Namjoon, one of the members has changed as well.

He starts to get addicted with cigarettes. He would smoke cigarette almost everyday for at least four or five joint, Jungkook doesn't know how much. He's been trying to advice Namjoon each time he smokes that shit out but attempts failed. 'Well who would listen to my words?' That's what Jungkook assumed.

Receiving glares and groans from the older, Jungkook would end up being left by the older alone while the older locks himself up in his studio, writing and producing music like he would always do. When Jungkook called Namjoon for dinner, or when he wanted to have a talk with him, Namjoon would get rid of him, letting him hanged infront Namjoon's studio, with a disappointed face.

Namjoon has changed, in a bad way and Jungkook hates it. Jungkook hates how Namjoon would talk abruptly with him, with other people. He hates how Namjoon would ignore him, how he would always slammed his door infront Jungkook's face, telling Jungkook to stop interrupting him and go away.

'He's gone Jin hyung, the old Namjoon has gone away.' Jungkook says in his thought before his nose scrunches because of the sudden burning smell. He doesn't remember frying or cooking anything in the kitchen?

He look around the living room, noticing the burning smell coming from Namjoon's studio. He stand up from the sofa and walk towards Namjoon's studio. At the same time, Taehyung walks out from his room, scrunches his nose as well because of the smell.

"Namjoon hyung smokes again?" he asks with a tired voice, slightly looking at Jungkook.

Jungkook nods, sighing in defeat.

"What should I do? He would just ignore my words when I ask him to stop smoking." Jungkook said, walking back and forth infront Taehyung.

"Maybe Yoongi hyung would help? Everyone listens to Yoongi hyung's word though." Taehyung suggests.

"But even Yoongi hyung keeps locking himself in his studio as well. Sometimes I heard him yelling and screaming and throwing things in his room." Jungkook stated, as Taehyung nods, saying that he heard those too.

"By the way, you seem all tired and hydrated here. Have you eaten the food that I've cooked?" Jungkook asks.

Taehyung slightly shrug, whispering a 'no' to Jungkook. Taehyung departs his eyes from Jungkook, now staring at his bare feet.

Jungkook sighs once again, folding his hands.

"I'll go heat the food back." he said, as he take a step to the kitchen but being stopped by Taehyung's grip on his wrist.

"I'm not hungry." Taehyung simply replies, giving Jungkook a stare.

"Liar. Tae, please. You need to at least eat something to live."

"What's the purpose of living when it feels like dying?" Taehyung claims emotionally.

"Tae, plea-"

"Stop being a busybody, Jungkook. Go find your own life." Taehyung hissed before he took his steps out from the dorm.

Jungkook feels like being shot by a gun on his heart at Taehyung's words.

'It hurts so much.' that's what Jungkook feels right now.

'Everyone starts to change, hyung.'

Jungkook try to disturb himself by knocking Namjoon's studio room, only to get a cold voice asking him to go away.

"Don't disturb me, Jungkook." Namjoon said, slightly groans in his studio.

Jungkook chuckles at the respond he received from Namjoon. He knew he's gonna face the same words again.

Jungkook walk away from Namjoon's room and went to his own room. He sit down on the floor with his back resting on the wall. He look down on his palms, staring it as sadness went through him.

"I'm sorry Jin hyung. You once told me to take a good care of them whenever you're not here, but it seems like it's impossible now." He chuckles at his own words.

"I'm sorry, hyung.."