february 20th
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Jimin isn't on the bus that morning. It's his day off. For the first time in days, Yoongi watches the city blur past in the early morning light. There's no sun today. The clouds have hidden it.
It's weird to watch the city, because he feels like so much as changed. Snow is melting, and coming back in new waves, recoating everything in a pure white blanket. Signs have changed, buildings have gone up and been torn down. Or at least, that's what it feels like. Yoongi feels like he's seeing the city for the first time with new eyes, and it's refreshing. It's like a sigh of relief to him. His head doesn't hurt when he sees the busy bees working about their hive, because he's mind is reeling with all the things they could be or are doing, where they're going and where they're coming from. He wonders about their lives, their jobs, their hobbies. He's curious about them and doesn't want to turn them out. He wants to know.
It's nice.
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