𝐖𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 | 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 (under editing)

𝕐𝕠𝕠𝕟𝕞𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕠𝕟

Author's pov
Rewritten
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BUSAN CITY—6: 30 am

It was six in the morning when Jimin arrived in Busan, the city slowly stirring to life. He hailed a taxi and headed straight to his family home, his mind racing with the urgency of the situation. As he slipped inside through the front door with his personal key, he barely made a sound, careful not to wake his parents who were undoubtedly still asleep.

The moment he reached his room, he tore through his belongings with a single goal in mind. He had come back to his hometown without a moment's delay after learning about Yoongi's troubling situation. He hadn't shared much with Chanyeol yet, preferring to confirm his suspicions before bringing anyone else into the loop.

"where the hell did I put it?" he muttered, grabbing at his hair in frustration as he rifled through his drawer. Desperation drove him to empty the entire drawer onto the floor,

Finally, amidst the mess, his fingers closed around the card he had been searching for. Relief washed over him as he held it up, inspecting the small piece of paper with Yoongi's personal numbers scrawled on it. He pulled out his phone, fingers trembling slightly as he keyed in the number.

His hesitation was noticeable. It had been two months since they last spoke, and he had avoided contacting Yoongi during that time. Now, the weight of his own indecision pressed heavily on him. Despite feeling selfish for reaching out after so long, he knew he needed to find out the truth.

Taking a deep breath, Jimin pressed the call button.

Ring——

Ring——

Ring——

Each ring seemed to stretch time, intensifying his nervousness. He could almost hear his heartbeat in his ears.

"Hello?" Yoongi's voice, thick with sleep, came through the line.

Jimin's nerves flared. "I-Its me, Jim-in," he stuttered, trying to keep his voice steady despite his growing anxiety.

On the other end, Yoongi chuckled softly, the sound making Jimin feel slightly more at ease. "Finally you called, princess. I've been waiting for so long."

Jimin's cheeks flushed at the endearing nickname, and he couldn't help but smile despite himself. Yoongi's casual, yet intimate tone made the situation feel unexpectedly personal.

"I want to meet you now," Jimin said, trying to keep his voice firm, but unable to hide the tremor of excitement and anxiety.

Another chuckle from Yoongi, this time warmer and more assured. "I'm sending you my address. Come and meet me," he said before the call ended.

Jimin stared at his phone, feeling a flush of heat spread across his face. Yoongi's words and the promise of meeting at his hotel room left him a blushing mess. The mix of Yoongi's affectionate nickname and the direct invitation made his heart race with anticipation and nervous excitement.

SEOUL CITY—8 : 30 am

"Jungkook, wake up," Mark said, shaking him gently.

"Mmmm, Taeeeeeeee, stop it," Jungkook mumbled, shifting in his sleep. Mark couldn't help but smirk at the sight.

"Jungkook, Taehyung said if you don't wake up now, he'll—" Mark shouted the last part close to Jungkook's ear, "—FUCKKKK YOU!"

Jungkook bolted upright, his face flushed bright red. "Mark hyung, you ruined my dream!" he pouted, still half-asleep.

"Sweetie, I don't know about your dream, but if you don't get up now, your real life might just be ruined," Mark said with a mischievous grin. Jungkook blinked at him, clearly confused.