Jimin woke up in a very comfortable bed. Much bigger than his crappy single bed at his house, he noticed, as he stretched out.

Much bigger? Jimin's eyes shot opened and he sat up quickly on the bed, scrutinising everything around it. He was not at his dorm. He quickly look at his body which was still fully clothed in yesterday's clothes and heaved a sigh of relief. At least he was not taken advantage of. Puzzled, he got off the bed and went out of the room.

The apartment was similar to his in terms of sparse decorations. He tiptoed his way around, hiding behind walls to hopefully get a look at the owner of the house. He jumped in fright when he heard a cough behind him.

"Don't worry, I didn't kidnap you," the voice said in a light tone. Jimin turned around and to his surprise, standing in front of him was no one other than Hoseok. The very man that threatened him a few days ago. The man who is currently half-, wearing sweatpants that hung very low on his hips. Jimin cleared his throat.

"Hoseok-hyung," Jimin greeted and bowed. "I'm sorry for being an inconvenience." Hoseok hummed in response and walked towards the living room. Jimin trailed behind him.

"What happened yesterday? Why am I here?"

"I should be asking you that. I found you passed out at the side of a street. You're lucky I'm the one who found you," Hoseok scolded. Jimin furrowed his eyebrows as he tried to remember when he had fainted.

All he could remember was walking down the streets crying as he walked away from Yoongi after their breakup. That's all. Just him and the quiet street. Maybe he'd fainted due to the stress or something, he was prone to that. In any case, he thanked Hoseok softly, still partially afraid of the man.

Hoseok busied himself by preparing breakfast. It was very domestic, seeing Jimin waking up and trudging to the kitchen for breakfast. He stopped himself before thinking too far. He's with Yoongi, remember, Hoseok reminded himself.

"I broke up with Yoongi-hyung yesterday," Jimin murmured. Hoseok stopped what he was doing and turned to face Jimin who was at the dining table. He was looking down as he played with the hem of his shirt.

"Already?" he couldn't help with the sarcastic tone behind his inquiry. Jimin nodded.

"Hmm good," Hoseok replied nonchalantly. Deep inside, something akin to a bubble filled with happiness grew. Maybe he has a chance.

"I didn't want to hurt Taetae. It was thanks to your wake up call, I made my decision," Jimin explained. Hoseok nodded and turned back to prepare breakfast.

"I'm proud of you." Hearing that, Jimin let out another sigh of relief, knowing that Taehyung's closest hyung approved of his action. What he doesn't understand was why he needed that approval.

Jungkook looked around for Taehyung and Yoongi. When he saw Taehyung embracing Yoongi, it felt as though something was piercing him. Is this how jealousy feels?

He approached them and called out, "Yoongi-hyung, Taetae-hyung!" Only Taehy