"Do you need help?" Taehyung asked, walking up to his mother.

His mother handed him his suitcase. "I take care of you, feed you, and you can't even bring your own things into the building with you?"

"Sorry... I forgot." He smiled and took his mother's suitcase too.

"Bring your dongsaengs to room number 15 on the fourth floor." His mother said, giving him the room key.

Taehyung nodded and took the luggage and the key to the kids on the black sofa.

"Come on, we need to go up now," he turned to Hoseok. "It was nice meeting you. See you around."

Hoseok nonchalantly closed his eyes and smiled, nodding, which Taehyung took as a "The feeling's mutual."

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Taehyung has never been in an elevator before.

It wasn't like they didn't have elevators in Daegu—it's just that Taehyung always preferred to take the stairs. He was afraid that if he went inside one, he would get trapped and would have to live the rest of his life by himself in a box. 

Unfortunately, there were no stairs to be found in the lobby, and he didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of the little ones and Hoseok, so he held his breath and pressed the white button with the "^" symbol on it.

Elevator music was weird.

Taehyung had never heard anything like it before. Although he didn't usually listen to much modern music, he was sure that no one had this kind of music on their phones.

...Right?

He'd have to look that up later.

They arrived at the fourth floor, and Taehyung slowly walked out, looking around at his unfamiliar surroundings.

"Room number 15... fif... teen..." He muttered to himself. He squinted his eyes to see the signs next to each door more clearly. He smiled when he found it. Taking their suitcases, Taehyung broug