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You crept downstairs.

Daesung and Seungri were cleaning up.

You squeezed Daesung’s shoulder, “Mianhae oppa.” “You don’t have to be! As long as you’re safe!” He cheerfully beamed. You smiled back.

Seungri was grumbling as he was sweeping the floor. You squeezed his arm, “Mianhae, maknae oppa.” He forgave you instantly, “Next time you run away, take me, too.” You chuckled and lightly whacked his arm. Seungri laughed along.

You squeezed his arm again and crept towards the kitchen.

Jiyong was standing at the sink looking out the window.

You swallowed guiltily. You took a deep breath and crept towards him. You opened your mouth but didn’t know exactly what to say. So you just wrapped your arms around his waist from behind and rested your chin on his shoulder.

“Are you still mad at me, Jiyong oppa?” You whispered. He looked away with a taut jaw.

“Mianhae.” You sincerely apologized. “I know I worried you a lot. I won’t do it ever again.”

Jiyong pulled away, “Goddamit. You don’t know exactly what you did wrong.” He glared at you.

You looked at the ground guiltily.

“Easy, Jiyong.” Taeyang eyed him and left.

Jiyong ignored him. “Do you really want to see oppa go crazy? Why didn’t you come home last night?!”

“I fell asleep.” You whispered.

“You were never irresponsible like this before you met him!