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When the eldest of the team was going away, the life in Bangtan's dorm was a bit hectic.

"Who will cook the breakfast?"

"Yah! Namjoon hyung! Don't burn the pan!"

"Hyuuung! It's over cooked!"

"Kim Taehyuuuung! Do your chores!"

"Jeon Jungkook! That's our meal for two days!"

"Everybody wake up! We're late!"

Well, yes a bit hectic.

Surprisingly, their dorm was wilder than the deepest part of Sulawesi where their eldest did some shoot for Law of The Jungle.

But one of the worst part was, Yoongi's habit. The second eldest would only get back to their dorm if Seokjin was threatening him. But with the absence of the responsible hyung, his habit had gotten worse.

Seokjin went for a week. It was already the third day, but Yoongi was still sitting on his studio, doing some composing and writing some lyrics. With the absence of his hyung, and the busy individual schedule of all of them, he had forgotten to eat. He would only remember when he was nearly collapsed, or his stomach was starting to hurt really bad.

They didn't even realise the absence of the second oldest from the dorm, being tired to the bones after a long day of their individua schedule. But finally, on the third night after their eldest hyung's departure to Sulawesi, the maknae of the group noticed the other lacking hole in the group.

At first, he was going to the oldest room to sleep there, taking advantage of Seokjin's absence to sleep on his hyung's soft and comfy bed. But when he went inside, he met with a totally empty room. Yoongi was nowhere in sight, his bed was still neat like no one had touched it. It was then the realisation hit him that Yoongi hadn't going back to the dorm for three days. He hadn't going back with them after the practices.

He huffed in annoyance. His second oldest was really stubborn and workaholic. He glanced at the digital clock on Yoongi's bedside table and notice it was two something in the morning. He didn't even think where Yoongi was, he knew the oldest rapper was in his studio.

Turning back to his room, he grabbed his jacket, wallet and phone, before tip toeing to the front door. He wasn't going to tolerate it this time, he would force the older to come back and rest. He was immuned to all the things that Yoongi did, so he wasn't afraid to bug the older. Heck, even if Yoongi wanted to get physical, Jungkook had a stronger built and bigger power.

He arrived at the agency's building, going straight to the stairs after greeting one of the securities, knowing that the staff had turned off the lift at that hour. He arrived at the fourth floor and jogged straight to the older's studio. He knew the password of Yoongi's studio, but he never used it unless something happen or someone is going to die.

And Yoongi was going to die in Jungkook's hand if he didn't go back to the dorm.

Okay, maybe it was a bit exaggerating.

But still! Jungkook didn't want Yoongi to get sick or keeping everything to himself like the old times, so he decided that it was enough and he would drag Yoongi back to the dorm.

He opened the door after unlocking it, finding Yoongi sitting on his chair, headphone on head, eyes glued to the screen in front of him. It seemed like the older is listening to a music that he just composed. He didn't acknowledge the maknae's presence, until Jungkook took over the mouse and clicking the screen, minimizing the composing app on his screen after the song is end.

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