***Hoseok's POV ***

I watch Junhee running out of house, crying. 
I understand Namjoon was only worried about her and didn't mean anything harsh but he just exploded.
Junhee could just tell about Yoongi, she doesn't deserve to be punished when all she tried to do was helping!

"Namjoon, i think you should go after her?"
"She goes to auntie's house, don't worry." He bumps his room's door.
I stand there wondering what should i do. 

Hope she really goes to their auntie's house. But what if she won't go there? It's late and cold! Kim Junhee! Why am i worrying about you this much?

After some minutes i decide to go out and search for her but Namjoon comes out of his room. He let out a deep sigh. "I was too harsh, huh?" 
"Yeah."
He picks up the phone.
"Hi auntie, how are you?" 

"Fine, thanks. Auntie... is Junhee there?" 

"She isn't? No, no, don't worry, we just had a little argue. I'll call you later, sorry."

Namjoon's worried face explains everything.
"... I'm a terrible brother...!" He grabs his overcoat and goes out while trying to call her other friends. I follow him. 

***Junhee's POV ***

I find myself at our practice room. I come here alone sometimes, when i'm stressed up about things, i dance to make my stress goes away, that's the reason i start dancing at first place. But i've never come this late.

I don't think anyone comes here, it's good to spend the night. I don't want to stay with auntie. They're always kind and take good care of me but i can imagine them sitting around the dining room, chatting and eating like a real family and i don't want to ruin this beautiful image.
I wonder what my family looked like back then. I can't remember anything but just a few gloomy memories. I was ten and Namjoon was eleven when our parents died in a horrible car crash. Since then auntie tried hard to take care of us like Eunji and Jungkook since she was our mom's friend but Namjoon isn't a kind of person who relies on others. He always tries to take care of everything by himself. That's why he never was a child, he becomes a twenty year old man when he was just eleven. Fortunately our parents left us enough money to live without so many worries but Namjoon always tries hard to make everything comfortable for me.
So at the end it's all my fault, ag