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"Rise and shine!" Seokjin chirps, opening the curtains widely, causing many of the members to groan.
After Jin had been released from the hospital, the group had to tell their manager what happened. Obviously, he got mad because they didn't tell him in the first place, and that he could bring them there as well instead of stealing his car.
So as a punishment, they had to practice for the whole day, causing all of them to be completely exhausted. They just slept for a few hours but have to get up nevertheless.
"Yona, stand up," Jin mumbles, shaking her shoulders, but she stubbornly shakes her head as an answer.
He yells to the others, who are awake by now, "Someone wake this kid up."
"On it!" Taehyung happily exclaims, running towards the sleepy girl. The others simply sigh, knowing that he'll wake her up in an annoying way, but leave the room nevertheless.
"Nana!" he yells, excessively shaking the girl.
Her eyes stretch widely, mouth parted in shock. Soon, her mouth forms into a thin line, slight irritation rushing through her body.
But his wide smile immediately evaporates those negative feelings, causing her to sigh softly. As she's about to stand up, Taehyung holds her up, laying down next to her body while wrapping his arms around her tightly.
"We need to get ready, you know," Ahri mumbles, rubbing her tired eyes as a yawn escapes her.
He chuckles lightly, shrugging his shoulders. "I just wanted to talk to you for a bit," Taehyung states, his voice muffled as he buries his head in her hair.
Her eyes widen, slight panic building in her chest. "The last time you said that we didn't talk for a few days because you were mad."
Taehyung slowly shakes his head, closing his eyes. "I'm not mad," he acknowledges.
"I just wanted to make sure that you're fine," he whispers, holding her tighter.
Her lips turn downwards slightly, nodding her head. "I'm fine." A sigh escapes her. "It's just that." She struggles to end her statement, not knowing how to form her feelings into a sentence.
