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Later that night Jimin groaned as he reviewed the lyrics to Charlie's Puth's We Don't Talk Anymore. "I don't think I can do this." Hoseok's voice sounded from across the room.

"Isn't your song.... like easy? Ostukare or something? Why are you even here? Shouldn't you be with Yoongi-hyung?" Jimin scoffed at the boys whining.

Hoseok rolled his eyes, "both of our songs are in other languages. We're at an equal disadvantage."

"I speak Japanese you idiot." Jimin scoffed once again, rolling over onto his back and throwing the lyric sheet haphazardly in his room somewhere.

"Oh, that's right." Hoseok chuckled at the younger's antics. "I guess you're right. I should probably go and check on Yoongi-hyung."

Once the door shut, Jimin pouted at the older's departure. The feeling of despair closing in as Hoseok's sunshiney personality wasn't here to scare it away anymore.

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