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We arrived back to Korea after a few days of staying in New York. Hoseok couldn't sell his mother's house, so he left it just at she had it.
"I'm tired.."
He said in a sleepy voice.
"You don't want to eat something?"
I asked since he hadn't eaten much all this time. He just shook his head at me and pulled me into a hug.
".. I just want to sleep."

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"I'm off baby boy. I'll see you after work."
Hoseok kissed my forehead.
"Wait, your going to work?"
I sat up on the bed. Hoseok was already showered and dressed for work.
"Yeah.."
He sighed.
".. the less I think about it the better."
I nodded. I knew he still wasn't ready, but I didn't want to argue with him.
"Okay, take care."
He nodded, kissed me again and left. I laid back down then my phone rang.
"Hello...?"
"Are you guys back in Korea?"
I heard Namjoon's morning voice on the other side.
"We got back last night."
"How is Hoseok doing..?"
I sighed.
"He's okay, still sad. He went to work today."
"He did? Wow."
"I know... I wanted him to stay home, but I didn't want to argue with his decision. It might be good to get things off his mind."
"Yeah, I guess so.."
We sat there in silence for a while.
"Yoongi?"
"Yeah."
"Do you want to come over?"
"Actually that would be nice."
"Kay, I'll pick you up in twenty."
"Okay."
I hung up and went to shower. I couldn't get Hoseok out of my mind. His sad face lingered in my memory. I hated seeing him like this. It's as if a cloud was covering my sunshine.
Everything will be fine.

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