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"What?" Jimin whined as he pouted at Taehyung. "I'm gonna hold your hand forever so that you won't leave me ever again."
"Let go, oppa," Jennie said as she poked him in the ribcage.
Jimin wriggled, but he didn't barge.
"Who's Taehyung-oppa's girlfriend here?" Jennie shook her head at Jimin. "Between you and Jisoo-unnie, you look like you're the one."
"I'm not his girlfriend-" Jisoo began, but Jimin was too preoccupied to notice.
Taehyung, however, locked eyes with her by accident, but looked away instantly.
"I mean, I practically am-" Jimin stuck his tongue out at Jennie and continued to hold on tight to Taehyung's hand. "I practically was his part-time girlfriend back in the days, wasn't I, Taehyung-ah?"
"Yeah, you were, Jimin-ah."
"See?"
Taehyung smiled patronisingly as he looked down at their interlocked hands resting on the couch between them. He missed Jimin almost as much as he missed Jisoo, but his palms were sweaty and sticky at this point. Besides, he was in the middle of a very important conversation with Jisoo. He shifted his eyes to glance at her who sat quietly next to Jennie, who looked down at her fingernails, not uttering a single word. It was during the short time that she had left to take the first aid kit, that Jimin and Jennie had arrived.
"Anyway, don't worry about Lisa-ssi, Taehyung-ah," Jennie said with an assuring smile. "We sent her home safely before we came here. Jimin-oppa was practically bawling and insisting that we came to look for you immediately so... I had no choice, I'm sorry for intruding."
"Shh-" Jimin snuggled up close to Taehyung, resting his head on his shoulder. "It's okay, of course our Taehyung-ie doesn't mind. Do you, Taehyung-ah?"
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