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Jung Hoseok comes back home to Korea with his girlfriend, Amy, after spending 3 years in America. After visiting an ancient sight open to the public, where Amy wanted to learn more of her Korean heritage, Hoseok discovers a more hands...
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Dinner was dismissed immediately after out of respect and loss of appetite. But Hoseok didn't have an appetite going in anyway. No one suspected that it was poisoned, as far as he knew. And it was a plant anyway. If they did suspect, the cooks would be in trouble for carelessly putting such a plant in there in the first place.
It was dark again, another night by himself. At first, he didn't mind the quiet since he'd been thrown into so much attention as the new doctor, but as the days went on, he found himself feeling alone and longing for home again. He thought of his mother who must be worrying for him, his sister and father, and of course Amy. He hadn't thought of her as much as he nearly should, but so much had happened in the nearly 2 months he's been here.
He even thought back to his childhood. His friends Jin and Jungkook whom he used to be immensely close with before he moved to America. He wondered what they were doing now. If they'd gone on to college, living their lives as adults. If they'd have children one day that he wouldn't get to see and be called the "fun uncle Hoseok".
He hadn't seen Jimin either and Yoongi had yet to come back. He never thought he'd actually make friends like he had so quickly since being here. And great they were, despite being so foreign to Hoseok.
'I wonder if Yoongi needs a hug.' He suddenly thought. Maybe he was the one who really needed it.
When he had gotten back to his room, feeling utterly numb after the dinner, he found a note on his desk.
'See you later. Had some things to take care of for a bit.
-Jimin'
He sighed, accepting his night alone, when his door burst open, not even a knock or indication. The guards weren't even outside, which he assumed happened often at these hours.
"Hoseok ho- hoseok I think I touched it." Taehyung had just stumbled in, eyes wild, one hand outstretched.
"What?"
"I touched the poison. I- I feel fine bu- but I don't know. You said-" he could barely get the words out, body trembling from fear as he search Hoseok's eyes frantically.
