Remember

Distance

Over the course of a few weeks, Hoseok had indefinitely become distant from both Yoongi and Jimin. He would often stay locked in his room, unknowing to the other two as to what he was doing. Other times he would leave the house without a word and that would be it from him for a few nights. Both, especially Yoongi, had become worried of the boy. If he was getting into trouble, getting drunk, cheating, or anything for that matter.

On a late Saturday evening, the sun had already set, and Hoseok was seen leaving the house. The two glanced over at him before looking at each other and have the same thought: to follow him. Little did they know this would lead to something bigger than they had imagined.

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"You got a 3?" Yoongi asked, staring down at his own deck of cards. Jimin placed it onto the table for Yoongi to pick up.

"An 8?" It was Jimin's turn.

"Go fish," Yoongi blandly said, his tone proving his extreme boredom. "Pick up a card." The keys jingling from down the stairs caught their attention, and there was Hoseok leaving once more. They didn't care to ask, knowing they'd receive the same answer as always. Don't worry about it. When the door slammed shut, the cold wind entered for a brief moment sending shivers down their spines. Neither of them said a word to each other, but one second of eye contact and they already knew what they both had planned for the night instead.

Hoseok had got into his car, driving away. Jimin impatiently searched for a taxi while Yoongi ran upstairs to grab his wallet in case they needed some cash. The yellow vehicle pulled up to the curb, and they hurried the taxi to follow Hoseok's silver car without making it obvious. The drive was about 15 minutes away, and they pulled up the a train station. Puzzled, they got out, paying the taxi and watched Hoseok as he got out of his car and entered the train's platform. "Is he here for somebody?" Yoongi whispered. "Damn... is he really cheating on me?" Jimin sorrowfully pat his back in comfort as they proceeded to follow him. Hoseok sat down on a bench while they waited from afar. The train pulled up in less than minutes showing Hoseok had his timing all planned out.

"Yoongi... do we have enough for two train tickets?" Jimin said through his teeth. Yoongi counted the money left in his wallet, shaking his head no. "You fucking idiot."

"How the hell was I supposed to know this stupid piece of shit was gonna lead us to a train station?" Yoongi scolded. "Sorry I'm fucking poor, Jimin." Jimin exhaled, trying to calm himself down before taking Yoongi's hand.

"Could've grabbed my wallet as well," he mumbled. They got onto the train with no problem, waiting to be seated. Jimin eyed the train carefully, looking to see where the nearest bathrooms were. He spotted them near the second part of the train in front of him. Sliding past a couple putting their bags atop of the shelves, Jimin looked to make sure no one saw them before grabbing Yoongi's arm and pushing him into the bathroom and sliding himself in. He locked the door and looked at Yoongi. "We stay in here until they announce they're departing since they mark and check tickets after boarding," Jimin told him the instructions he had planted in his mind. "We find any empty seat, even if it's not by each other, but just close enough to see Hoseok so we know where to get off. Stay lowkey, but if anyone stops you and asks if you got your ticket, say no, you were in the bathroom and didn't feel good. Fake throw up, you know how to?" Yoongi shook his head no, his body cringing at the thought.

Jimin got up, bending himself over the toilet before using his hand to grope his stomach tightly, a hard punch going right to his stomach to the point his food came pouring out of his mouth. Yoongi gagged watching him, putting his own hand over his mouth. "Got it?" Jimin asked nonchalantly as if he didn't just barf into a toilet for force. He used the sink to wash his mouth after flushing the toilet.