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Chapter 10

Jimin entered his apartment with a cut on his palm, no strawberry milk, and a frown painted on his face. He found that Kim Taehyung guy weird. First, they started on the wrong foot, then he realized they're in the same building, and now, he acts weird. Or is it just his normal behavior.

He took of his boots and placed it on the shoe rack but his eyebrows furrowed when he noticed something else.

Hoseok's favorite white shoes didn't seem white at all. It was covered in mud that still looks wet, even the end of its white shoelaces had dried mud on them. It did rain around eight.

"Aish, he said he was from work. Last time he mentioned it, he worked as a private tutor in science. He never mentioned he's starting another career as a farmer." Jimin complained, making a mental note to scold his Hyung in the morning.

But a frown found its way to his face when he thought about Hoseok and the family he works for.

Did Hyung felt shy and insure when he entered with muddy shoes? Did they think of my Hyung poorly and judged him about his clothes? Did they gave comments when he left a muddy trail on the floor and stained their expensive carpet?

He walked up to the sink in the kitchen to clean his fresh wound, trying not to wince when the cold water hit his skin and the cut stung a little.

After wrapping it with bandage, he took of his dirty hoodie and white socks until he's only wearing his black boxers then lied down on his bed, pulling the covers up until his neck.

It wasn't long until sleep fully consumed him, ignoring the fact that his last thoughts were about a certain someone with dark eyes.

Jimin yawned and scratched his belly when he entered the kitchen and found his beloved Hyung sitting and was busy scrolling on his phone.

"Good morning Hyung." Jimin greeted the other then proceeds to get his own bowl, spoon, milk and cereal before placing them on top of the table and taking a sit in front of the older.

"Such a shame that I don't see any empty bottles of your favorite milk anywhere. And you were out last night longer than necessary." Hoseok turned of his phone and put it on the table, that's when Jimin knows Hoseok wants to be serious cause he never let's go of his precious phone just to talk. "How many times must we talk about your unhealthy drinking habit?"

It's true that Jimin often drinks alone when he's stressed, sad, upset about something completely random, or he's too happy about something. So that means he drinks a lot. But these past months his Hyung had decided that enough is enough and completely banned him from drinking even a single drop of alcohol.

This made strawberry milks his substitute drink, this way Hoseok doesn't care if he drinks a hundred bottle and get drunk on it. Because who gets drunk from milk? The only thing you're getting from it is strong bones.

"Ah Hyung!!" The younger whined, putting his spoon back on the bowl and kicked his feet under the table like a child who receives a scolding. "I promise I didn't drink last night. I wouldn't be able to walk right now if I did"

"So where were you last night? Where did you go? Why did you take so much time to come back home?" Hoseok was now acting like a mother scolding her teenage daughter.

"I just got distracted on something. I did bought one but I tripped and fell and the bottle cracked so I ended up throwing it away. But enough of me. I told you not to leave your dirty shoes. If it's really dirty clean it before leaving it."

Hoseok had an expression that Jimin didn't understand. But he knew the older felt slightly uncomfortable that he was now the one being scolded.

"It was too late last night for me to wash it, Jimin. My body hurts, I've been working too much lately and my back hurts the most. Don't mind it, I'll clean it when I have time." Hoseok took a spoonful of cereal in his mouth, munching on it happily.