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"Hey Jimin hyung," Jungkook greeted cheerfully as he walked through the doorway of Yoongi's apartment, wrapping his arms around him in a quick, warm hug, and giving him a sweet, bunny smile. "How are you doing?"

Jimin shrugged slightly, a small, weak grin tugging at the corners of his lips as his friend laced their fingers together and pulled him towards the lounge, waving at Yoongi who was in the kitchen, and sitting down beside him on the couch.

"I'm okay." He mumbled hesitantly, and though Jungkook could immediately tell he was lying, he didn't push it.

"You're on a break right now, right?"

Jimin nodded.

He went to a performing arts university, and at the moment, he was getting two weeks off, due to all the chaos going on in his life. Jungkook was the youngest out of all of them, and was only in his first year of university, conveniently, at the same one that Jimin attended, and had assisted in explaining his situation to his teachers and the administration.

However, no school meant that Jimin had a little too much time to think, a little too much time alone in the apartment whenever Yoongi went out, and it was slowly driving him crazy.

As if reading his mind, Jungkook squeezed his hand, grabbing his attention, tracing circles over his knuckles.

"I know that you feel restless here," He started, warm eyes glimmering with darker hues. "So I wanted to ask you something. Outside of our classes, Hobi, Tae, Jin, and I all work together. Singing and dancing. Hobi raps too. I was wondering if you wanted to come to the studio with us some time. Maybe it would help, you know, with everything."

Jimin was agreeing before Jungkook had even finished his sentence, gratefulness and joy shining through his gentle features.

Jungkook beamed as Jimin pulled him into one of his warm, tight hugs, thanking him in quiet whispers against his shoulder, and he laughed lightly, running his fingers through Jimin's hair.

"It's no problem hyung, really," He reassured him, holding him softly before slowly pulling away. "Now do you want to play Mario Kart?"

Jimin nodded, clapping his cute, little hands together adorably, and out of the corner of his eye, Jungkook saw Yoongi smile at the sight.

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