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[taehyung]

i stared at myself in the mirror, the black line of stitches across my lower stomach haunting me.

jungkook opened the bathroom door catching me off guard.

"what is that?" he asked, pointing to the stitches.

"it's from when they took out the stuff, they had cut me open."

[yoongi]
i made my way down the sidewalk, earbuds in my ears and coffee in my hand.

i had to park the car a few blocks away since the street was closed off downtown.

i stopped at the building that said 'big hit enteretainment' before waking inside.

i went up to the lady at the front desk as she looked at me.

"hello sir, how may I help you?"

"hello, i have a meeting with pdogg at 11:00." I replied looking at the clock, it read 10:45.

there was a laugh down the hall and a familiar voice, pdogg came down the hall next to jackson.

"alrighty son, i'll see you later." he said patting the familiar face on the back before sending him my way.

"hey yoongi!" he said as he came over, great.

"oh hey jackson." i replied smiling weakly.

"what brings you here?" he asked.

"he's here to see me." pdogg said, coming over to shake my hand, "hi there yoongi."

"hello."

•t.s•

"so yoongi, i'm going to start you off as an assistant song writer, then we'll work from there."

"okay."

"and i'd like a few more recordings of your writing process. definitely more jimin, maybe some other voices." he paused. "we have recording studios and offices for you so just head down when you have something." he finished standing up.

i joined him before bowing.

"thank you sir i will do my best."

[jungkook]

i didn't know why taehyung was so insecure, the stitches would eventually be taken out and he would heal.

"kookie?" he asked, i looked at him on the other side the couch.

"yeah?"

"what do you think about adoption?"


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