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[Yoongi]

   I sighed as I watched the plane lift off the ground.

   "I think somethings wrong with him." I said with a mono tone, not looking away from the small window.

   "What do you mean?" I heard Jimin ask, I sighed again with my eyes still glued to the sky.

   "Something is happening in his mind, something isn't right."

•t.s•

[Nara]

   "Look, and the puzzle pieces fit together like this. If you have to force it, it means that it's not the right piece." I said showing Yoona how puzzles work.

   "Oh!" She said happily, "just like Uncle Jungkookie and Auntie Jinnie!"

   My smile stayed on my face while I internally screamed.

   "What do you mean sweetie?" I asked sweetly.

   "Ye Ye told me that when her dad sleeps he talks! A-And when he talks, he talks about her other dad, not Jinnie." She stated.

   Was she talking about Taehyung?

[Taehyung]

   I bowed to the last costumers as they left before locking the door and shutting off the 'open' sign.

   I was alone since I took the closing shift.

   Outside was pouring rain and it was scary since it was like eleven and dark.

    I finished counting the money and logged it in the sales records, closing up the till.

   There was a quiet knock on the door.

   I listened and it happened again.

   I shuffled slightly to try and peak through the wood blind that covered the glass door but all I saw was a shadowy figure.

   'It's probably a beggar.' I thought to myself before opening the door.

   But what stood in front of me was anything but.

   "T-Taehyung." he said as he stood infront of me, tears streaming down his cheeks.

   I was in so much pain.

   Was he in this pain? Was that why he was here?

   I didn't care.

   Fuck that.

   I pulled him out of the rain and into my arms, the black sweater he was wearing was sopping wet.

   He sobbed into my chest and for a moment it felt somewhat okay again.

   Once he pulled away slightly I grabbed his wrist and sat him down at one of the stools at the bar.

   "Take off your hoodie." I instructed, he looked at me miserably before doing as told. Underneath he had a black shirt on that was slightly damp. "Off with the shirt too, I have an extra you can wear. We don't need you getting sick now do we?"

   I went into my bag which was on the front counter and pulled out a white long sleeve and brought it to him.

   "T-Thanks." He said, his nose was plugged from crying and his eyes were puffy.

   "Do you want soup?" I asked, he looked up and nodded hesitantly before I went into the kitchen.

   I saw him through the order window, he was resting his head on his arms and wiping tears away silently.

   "You know, if you wouldn't like to be alone you can join me back here. It's not some big secret laboratory if you're worried about that." I joked, trying to get him to smile.

   I guess I managed to get him to come somehow because he did.

   I finished making two bowls of my famous soup.

   We each took our bowls back to the bar.

   "So what led you here?" I asked as he stirred his spoon around in the bowl.

   "You."

   "You're kidding, you hate my guts." I stated before inhaling a portion of the soup.

   I hadn't eaten all day.

   "I never said that."

   "It seemed like it when you left me." I retorted softly, making him tilt his head slightly like he usually did.

   "I was hurt, I mean you cheated on me." He said, his voice was hoarse.

   "You did it first and I was hurt."

   "What do you mean I-"

   "The closet, Jinhee, hide and seek when we ended up in that KPOP group a while back?"

   "She kissed me and-"

   "Well you didn't stop her did you?"

   "No." He admitted.

   "And you liked her too right?" I said, all he did was nod. "How is she anyway?"

   "Dead."

   I choked on my soup.

   "What?"

   "She died in a car crash and I realized something."

   "You say it so easily. Do you know how fucked up that is?" I said, all he did was point his finger before sighing.

   "I realized that she filled the void. I was able to function without you when she was around. When she died I realized that I could live without her. Though, if that would've been you I wouldn't've been able to go on. I realized that I need you." He finished, taking another slurp from his bowl.

   "And you don't realize that until after she's dead?"

   He shook his head.

   "That's fucked up Jungkook." I said as I finished my soup.

   "Ye Seul and the boys miss you a lot, Ye Seul the most though." He said, I felt a tinge of guilt as he talked about the kids.

   Our kids.

   "Really?" I asked emotionlessly.

   "Yeah." He breathed. I stood up and took his bowl along with mine into the kitchen.

   He followed behind me like a puppy.

   I put the dishes in the sink and decided to clean them the next morning.

   I then went to turn around and was faced with him inches apart from me.

   I felt his soft lips slowly touch mine, though it felt like the crashing waves of the sea.

   After a moment I felt tears falling down my cheeks.

   He pulled away and looked at me.

   "So."

   "Jungkook." I said quietly, he leaned his forehead against mine as I sighed. "You're hurting,"

   "you don't want me back..."

   "...and I know that."

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