Yunhee was biting her nails. She could taste the metallic liquid on her tongue but choosed to ignore it. Jihyou was standing beside her. Her room was in a mess with clothes sprawled in almost every corner.

" Hey relax" Jihyo patted her shoulder in a soothing way. " You're only going for a date, not a freaking war"

" I'm just nervous. I mean what if he doesn't like me? What if he stopped talking to me?" Yunhee said.

" Judging him from what you say, he sounds amazing, Yunhee. He won't do something like that" Jihyo said. " Now, lets get you a dress"

She went through the big pile of clothes she had beside the bed, frowned and went to another pile on the floor.

" How about this?" Jihyo asked, showing her a yellow summer gown. She never really wore that since she didn't come upon a situation to wear a dress like that.

" This?"

" Yeah, it will look good on you" Jihyo said, now looking into her jewellery box. " Hold on, I'll choose some accesories"

" Okay"

~~~

Yoongi suddenly jolt awake when he heared his door banging open. He stood up from the chair and rubbed his eyes, trying to stay awake. Hoseok was standing infront of him, telling something.

" Yoongi, are you even listening?!" Hoseok shouted, while shaking him violently.

" What?" Yoongi asked sleepily. He looked at his computer to see the time. It showed 6.00pm. " You're back early" he said.

" Yeah, I wanted to tell you something"

" Is it really important that you need to wake me up?" Yoongi yawned. He always hated it when people wake him up. He rarely gets sleep since he got so many things to do like composing music and replying to the never ending offers he gets from the medias.

" Yoongi, I think, I think I saw Jimin today"

" What?" Yoongi asked, his sleepiness suddenly thrown out of the window.

" I think I saw him. Today, some students from another dance academy came to mine for touring and I saw him in the group"

" Are you sure, Hobi? It's already ten years since he left" Yoongi asked, his eyes tearing up. He didn't know why he was crying. Yes, he really missed Jimin, the small fragile Jimin. The Jimin that risked his whole life to be free. He wanted to meet him but he was afraid everything was a false alarm.

He always hate it.

Hoping that someone was there, but then no, they weren't. That thing really hurts.

" I don't know. He really looked like Jimin. He was calling someone that time, Yoongi, and sounded really like Jimin" Hoseok said, crying too. " I didn't even waited. I just ran here to tell you"

" Listen, Hoseok" Yoongi pulled him to the chair beside him. " Maybe you should go there again, see if that's really Jimin. We shouldn't put false hope like this"

" But what if it's him but he doesn't remember us? Or maybe he doesn't want to be our friend again? I don't want to get hurt again" Hoseok cried.

Yoongi was always bad in showing comfort so he did what he could. He pulled Hoseok into a hug and stayed just like that, even when Hoseok was drenched in sweat. The both of them stayed like that, Hoseok crying on his chest while Yoongi patted his back and played with his hair. Before they knew, the both of them went to dreamland.

~~~

Taehyung was going through his cupboard. He tried almost all of his clothes, but none of them satisfied his taste. The black t-shirt that he adored was suddenly too dull. The blue sweater was too striking. there was a stain on his white suit. Nothing was suitable. As he was shouting and mummling nonsense while searching for the best attire, Namjoon and Jungkook who were seated outside looked at each other confusedly.

" he has tons of clothes and not even one satisfies him?" Jungkook asked astonished.

" He looks like a bride trying to decide her wedding gown" Namjoon laughed. He was helping Jungkook with his assignment. Files and papers were sprawled on the table, with a small corner for them to scribble. The both of them returned to their work and continued writing notes and ideas when Taehyung suddenly popped outside.

" Jungkook!!" he shouted, flapping a red jacket in his hand. " Do you have a red jacket?! Mine doesn't fit!"

" No" Jungkook said bluntly. " I'm too cool for red"

Taehyung groaned loudly, covering his head with the jacket. " I only brought it a year ago, why did it shrink?"

" You mean you git fat?" Namjoon asked, smirking. " You can ask Jin hyung though. I think he has one"

Taehyung quickly dashed outside. Jin and Namjoon's apartment was only beside his, making it easy for them to hang out. He banged the door loudly as soon as he reached it.

" WHAT?!!!" Jin shouted from inside.

" Open the door, hyung. This is a matter of life and death!"

The door opened and Jin stood there. His face red of anger. He was holding a pencil in his hand and a sketchbook in another.

" The fuck you want?" he asked, his eyes bulging out.

" I want your jacket" Taehyung said. " It's important"

Jin walked, or rather stomped inside and returned with a black jacket. He threw it to Taehyung and he threw it back to him.

" I want a red one" Taehyung said innocently. Jin's mouth hanged open by his rude gesture. " You shithead" He said and went back inside and returned with a red jacket.

" I am this close in hitting you" he said, throwing it at Taehyung. " The fact that you are going for a date is the only thing that is holding me. Or else, I would strangle you with a fuckin stocking right now!" 

Taehyung smiled and peaked his cheeks quickly before running away.

" TAEHYUNG< YOU DONKEY!!" Jin shouted, his hands aggresively wiping his cheeks as his ears went red.

" What did you do, Taehyung?" Namjoon asked as Taehyung entered. " We heard Jin shouting"

" Kissed his cheeks" he said happily and wear the jacket. " Woah, this fits perfectly"

" Be careful with it Hyung. Or else Jin Hyung is going to kill you" Jungkook said as he came out of his room, holding a sleepy Jeonsan in his arms.

" I would like to see him try"

" By the way Taehyung, where's Jimin?" Namjoon ruffled Jaeson's hair. The young boy sat on his lap and yawned, ready to sleep again.

" Oh, he told me that he went to another dance academy to film a performance" 

" I miss Jimin Hyung" Jaeson said sleepily.

" Don't woory cinnamon roll, he will be back soon" Jungkook pinched his cheeks.

" Cinnamon roll?"

" Isn't that what Yoongi Hyung used to call you?" Taehyung asked, taking a sitting beside him.

" Yeah" Jungkook said. " I miss him"

The three of them didn't say anything after that. Jungkook and Namjoon worked on with the assignment with Jeonsan playing with his hands on Namjoon's lap while Taehyung returned to his room.