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san juu hachi

jungkook

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"look what the cat dragged in."

taehyung stood, hands in the pockets of his pants, staring at his newly graduated friend.

"i love you too taehyung."

"our jungkook is a man now!"

with him was jimin, phone out, recording all the memories that may once become forgotten.

"thank you jiminie hyung."

"i'm still surprised you made it out that hellhole."

of course you'd find hoseok wherever you'd find jimin.

"i'm here to annoy you for the rest of your life hoseok hyung. shut the fuck up."

jungkook grinned. he was the only person that got away with calling his friend that.

'his friend'

he had never thought that he would ever refer to hoseok by that title.

he had never thought that hoseok was cut out to be called his hyung,

but it never was about what he had thought before.

it was what they went through

the strings that had carefully entangled the two men together

america was a tough place.

tough but...

enlightening

the events and late nights and unshed tears and passionate dislike and bloody fistfights and heated arguments and tired dance lessons and teamless teamwork and silent mornings and awkward relationships and coming to terms

coming to terms with the fact that nothing would ever be the same again

coming to terms with the fact that he had been lonely

coming to terms with the fact that he had pushed everyone away just because the same had been done to him.

"of course, what else would i expect from you, you disrespectful fucker."

that hoseok hyung

who he had hated with so much

who he couldn't live without now

the hyung that stopped him from going wrong, going sad,