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Jin Yung rings the doorbell. She was glad she got home in time because it started to rain badly. She puts down the two grocery bags in her hand. Jimin throws the door open and surprises her.

"Get in," he pulls her inside the house and the two bags. He looks around to see if anyone followed her home.

"What's the hurry?"

Jimin locks the door and looks through the peephole. "Are you safe? Did anyone follow you?"

"I'm fine, I just went to the store." Jin Yung replied. "Why d'you ask?"

"You need to be safe," Jimin felt very protective. "I don't want anything bad happening to you,"

"No, duh," Jin Yung starts to put away the food. Jimin goes over to help.

"Jin Yung, I've been thinking lately," he says as he starts to put the eggs in the fridge.

"Mhm, what is it?"

"I, I want to..." he hesitates and his hand starts to shake. "I..."

"Just say it," Jin Yung had an idea of what was coming. She kneels down next to him. "Tell me,"

"I want to see my mom. She isn't doing well; what if she dies soon?"

Jin Yung hugs him tightly. "Mhm... what have you been thinking?"

"I'm coming with you to Busan. I have to see my family,"

"Alright, then come with me,"

"I also want to spend more time with you. I want to see my old friends there and say goodbye and everything before I have to enlist. I already signed all the papers and stuff." Jimin sighs.

"No, Jimin, don't spend time with me; spend time with your mother." Jin Yung says as Jimin gets up. "If you're coming back to Busan with me, I don't want to be a distraction. Spend time with your close family and friends,"

"Thanks, Yung-ssi," he pulls Jin Yung off the floor and hugs her. "You're too good for me,"

"Don't say that," she kisses his cheek. "I just want you to be happy. I don't like seeing you sad. I know it's hard, but if coming to Busan will make you happier, then do it."

"Alright," Jimin fluffs his hair. "I'll be in the shower," he pats Jin Yung on the shoulder and goes upstairs.

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"Why does he keep ignoring me?" Jungkook whined from his bed.

"What do you mean?" Taehyung says from the vanity. "He's Jimin, he wouldn't ignore you unless he's mad,"

"But why would he be mad?" Jungkook huffed. "Did I do something wrong?"

"I don't know," Taehyung slips on a pair of sunglasses and turns toward Jungkook. "How do these look?"

"Forget about the dumb glasses... this is about Jimin!"

"Alright, sorry..." Taehyung takes the glasses off and sits down on a nearby chair. "Think back to when you last saw him... what did you do and how was he acting?"

"I don't know... he didn't really say that much."

"And why do you think that?"

"That's why I'm asking you! You guys are close..." Jungkook sighs.

"But we're closer," Taehyung finishes. "Jimin doesn't talk much to me these days. So if you think he's ignoring you, it probably isn't anything personal."

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