The day passed very slow and heavy for both of them.
Different building.
Heart still connected.
Yoongi rest his tired body on his bed, on the side where Jimin always seeking in Yoongi's room and sleep on it.
The scene of shampoo where the brunette use make Yoongi feels like crying back.
The trembling boy, who have a very soft hair and hands who always grinned like an idiot to Yoongi.
The blonde non-stop thinking about Jimin.
"You're the one who sent him back, why are you even crying and feel guilty again Min Yoongi?" The blonde grab his hair and scream in the pillow trying to reduce the negative feelings, but it didn't work.
He fell asleep with Jimin in his mind, wishing tomorrow will be better.
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Yoongi wake up slowly and smash the alarm away.
It's will be like before, a boring and empty life.
Much worse, a life without someone who brighten up your life.
Waking up without those soft greetings of morning just makes Yoongi's mood down even more.
He walks to the shower and take a shower soulessly, getting ready for his work.
Yoongi drive the car fast, sighing.
This will be a long day.
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As soon as Yoongi appeared to the studio with eye bags and groaning, Namjoon shrugged it off and continue doing his work back.
After 4 of throwing ideas for their upcoming songs, Namjoon decided to bring up the topic where Yoongi looks so shitty.
"You okay bro?" He asked, earning a nodded from the older.
Namjoon know well About Yoongi, he might be like this because of his family or Jimin
Yoongi do always have the moody and serious face but this time it's different.
His face is filled with sadness.
The younger pat Yoongi's back and continue doing their project.
After hours of keeping themselves at the studio, they decided to continue tomorrow and go back home.
"Take care Yoongi hyung." Namjoon said and waved to Yoongi who already driving to his own house.
Namjoon sighed, "I wish he will be happy soon."
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Yoongi turn off the engine and unlock the door, facing a empty and dark house.
No more, a boy with messy hair sitting on the floor waiting for him.
No more, a boy with lips apart staring at him.
No more, a boy with short arms hugging him.
No more, a boy with an sweetening taste kissing him.
No more of those warmth sleeping hugs with him.
No more those giggles and mumblings.
I miss you Park Jimin..
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