Warm ||↠kth.

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-JINHAE
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"I do, but I also want to audition." He said.

"Audition? For what?" I sipped at my drink.

"I want to become an idol."

"Wait whAT" I accidentally chocked on my drink. I clenched the table as I covered my mouth with my other free hand.

"AH- JINHAE!" He went over and checked to see if I was okay.

As I finsished coughing, "Gwenchana? (Are you okay?) Mianhae (Sorry) Jinhae." He asked with a voice that showed concern. "I'm fine, I'm fine" I waved my hand.

He went back to his seat with worry evident on his face. He looked at me with very awkward eyes. I just chuckled at him in response. "I'm fine", I said, putting up a thumbs up. After a few convincing, he finally believed me and settled down.

"So uh.. now that you mentioned auditioning.." I cheekily smiled at him while scratching the back of my neck.

"Wait- I think I know what's coming-"

"I ALSO WANT TO BE AN IDOL~" I exclaimed, standing up and slamming my hands on the table. My voice echoed through the whole store. Well, it is huge after all.

"Knew it." He sighed as he placed both his hands on his forehead. "Well, do what you want, just make sure you don't harm yourself."

I grinned to myself as I got up and pulled my brother by his arm, I opened the door and shouted, "OFF WE GO!" "WAIT WHAT- WHERE?!" "AUDITIONING!" "THE CAFE IS STILL OPEN"

We were rumbling on and about.. without noticing that we were shouting at each other in the dark, 7PM to be exact.

"It's seven already.." I huffed

"It's your fault anyways.."

"Says the one who recommended auditioning."

"I did not, you were the one who wanted to audition too." He scoffed at me.

I just ignored him and went inside the cafe to get our belongings. I wore my coat as I held my scarf in my right hand and Yoongi's coat in the other hand. As I got outside, I locked up the cafe and went down the small steps.

"So uh, I'll go that way" I pointed to the right.

"Then I'll go this way." He then walked off to the opposite direction, waving his hand for a taxi.

I sighed as I wore my green scarf I got on my 16th birthday. I stuffed my bare hands in my pockets since it's really comfy.

Then, I thought about it, what should I do during the audition? Should I rap? Sing? Dance? Or maybe.. Do all? Can I even do that? Maybe I can, maybe not. Well, I'm doing it either way, you're not gonna stop me. I'll get through and become an idol, no matter what they say! I'll go through all the hardships to be one.

I smiled to myself as I set my mind on practicing and practicing.

Wait- when are we going to audition?

I shook my head as I reminded myself to ask my brother later. I fasten my pace in walking as my apratment building came into my view. Seeing the elevator about to close on me, I ran to the elevator but to my dismay, it closed. I scowl to myself as I already wanted to sleep.

I leant against the wall, waiting for the doors to open. It did open, on such a short notice. Shouldn't it take like five minutes? It just took about ten seconds. I looked at the doors to see someone I least expected.

"Taehyung?"
"Jinhae?"

We both said at the same time.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him.
"What are YOU doing here?" He pointed at me, emphasizing the word 'you'.

"I live here." We again, both said in unison.

"DUH~" I added.

"Well, I didn't expect yo-"

The doors were closing

"WAIT NO-"  I quickly stuck my hand at the small space, causing the elevator doors to open, since they detected my now kind of swollen hands.

I slowly went inside the elevator as Taehyung brought up his index finger, pointing to my kind of red hand. "Is.. your hand.. okay?"

"Does this look like okay to you?" I brought up my hand.

"To my eyes, yeah." He shrugged, not playing along. I furrowed my eyebrows as I let out a small growl before looking away, l slightly wince at the stinging pain.

I swear, it's just sticking a hand in an elevator. How can this swollen and hurt so much?

As the elevator doors open at my floor, I quickly went out but a hand stopped me from doing so. "Hey wait up," He pulled me back in. "Sorry bout earlier." He cheekily scratch the back of his neck. "It's already done, don't sweat it." I quickly said, as I got out of his grip and tried to walk off the elevator. Keyword: tried

It decided to close on me. I looked back at Taehyung with a glare. He just made a weird face and shrugged. "Not my fault." He grinned.

I ignored him and pressed the floor above my floor, which was the 8th floor. As the doors open, I scowled at him before going out. "Wait- I thought your floor is the one below this one." He shouted from the elevator. "You know humans invented stairs you know." I shouted back before heading down the stairs. As I saw the 7th Floor sign that was stuck to the wall, I walked fast to my apartment door that has the number plate, 721.

As I opened my door, I immediately headed to my room. Slipping off my shoes without using my hands, I climbed on my bed while leaving my coat and my scarf on the floor. I got comfortable with my light grey duvet as I snuggled against the white, soft pillows I stole from the hotel I went to when we were still looking for an apartment to live in.

Dozing off, I thought about today's events.

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CHAP. 4 IS FINISHED