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"Did you pack all your stuff?"

"Yep."

"All the clothes? Cosmetics?"

"Mhm."

"Your phone and charger?"

"Yes, I did."

"Are you sure-"

"Yes, Jungkook, I'm sure. You've asked me that question five times already." You laughed, patting my back. 

"Alright, let's go then." I replied.

"Finally." You whined making me laugh. 

I grabbed your bag, throwing it over my shoulder and proceeded to leave the room, you following right after me. 

"I could carry that myself, you know?" I heard you say, pointing to the bag. 

I eyed the cast that enveloped one of your arms and sighed. "Don't worry about it."

The walk was silent, too silent for my liking. I started humming a song, soon  quietly singing the lyrics.

"Your voice is really beautiful." You said, your eyes slightly widened and mouth agape. My cheeks were dusted pink at a single compliment from you.

I was used to singing to you every so often, but somehow it felt different now, seeing your surprised and amazed expression all over again.

"Thank you." I replied, smiling to myself at your open-mouthed self.

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