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A closed fist pounded at the door, and both our heads turned to the right. Just as we all expected.
"Hide." He mouthed. I shifted my attention to the balcony, since it was the only secretive place in his room. Jimin waited until I was out of sight before opening the door.
"Jimin, we need you on duty. We're checking every single room tonight to ensure security." Yoongi's hand rested on Jimin's stiff shoulder.
"Just give me a couple minutes to change." Jimin rushed through the door again. "When you finish, start with room thirty five." Yoongi shouted as he closed the door behind him. Jimin walked over to the balcony and slid open the door.
"He's gone now." His eyes seemed lost, more so confused. I climbed back over the balcony, and straitened my shirt like nothing happened.
"Were you trying to jump off?" He raised his eyebrow, as a way to judge my actions.
"No." I nearly choked and shoved past him to grab my jacket from his bed.
"You heading out?" He asked, closing the balcony door so the room became slightly dark again.
"Did you not hear Yoongi? They're doing a check, and I'm not even in my room. There's no way I'm stuck cleaning the bathrooms again." I ranted as Jimin rolled his eyes in frustration.
"I'm checking your room, dumbass."
"Oh." I pursed my lips together. "Well in that case, see you!" I waved, before jolting out of his room.
"Wait." Jimin yelled for me to come back. "Is this your purse?" He held up the vintage looking thing.
"No, that's Hoseoks." I chuckled at his disturbed face, then ran down the stairs. I quickly reached Taehyung at the door before anyone in the halls caught me. Looks like Taehyung already started cleaning his side of the room.
"Where the hell have you been? Jungkook was driving me crazy, because he thought you were hurt." Taehyung stressed, throwing his shirt to the floor.
"Let's just say I was on lock down." I smiled, and folded the shirt he threw. He ignored me and took the shirt from my hands.
"Where's Jungkook?" I asked him while walking to my bed. "He left for the inspection. That reminded me, when are you gonna start taking things more seriously?" Taehyung glared at me for longer than expected.
"No no no no. I already have Jungkook as a mother, and I don't need you as my dad." I slammed my head into my pillow.
"I'm not trying to be. I just got scared. I thought something happened to you." Taehyung quietly mumbled. I lifted my head, and looked towards him."Tae?" I whimpered.
