Our Paths
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"Young! I'm going home to Daegu."

"Why all of a sudden ?" Ask jin.

Today, the members decided to watch a movie together after completing its super-dense schedule.

"It's okay, just miss eomma. We're on vacation in a few days, right?"

"Ahh, you're right, I've forgotten that tomorrow we have a holiday." Said the leader.

"Good, I can sleep all day."

"Yahh, Hyung mah gk cool. Sleep on."

"Hmm, uh,,"

They were joking around with each other, but there was something different about their second maknae. And they are very aware of it.

"Young,,"

"Yes Tae?"

"If one of us stopped what would hyungie do?"

Deg.

Questions that come from taehyung make their activities stop with the heart beating faster.

Plettac..

"What are you saying, eoh? Who wants to stop." Yoongi intimidated after touching taehyung's forehead, trying to shake off his beard feeling.

"I'm not just asking, Hyung?!" Taehyung chuckled in annoyance while rubbing the former yoongi sentilan.

"Indeed, Hyung wants to leave us?" Jungkook asked seriously, the members looked at Taehyung.

"What do you mean it, Taehyung is just kidding kook!" Hoseok laughed, patting Jungkook on the shoulder.

"Ehh? W-was I wrong?" Hoseok who was laughing himself also realized. Taehyung just smiled awkwardly. The members are now staring at taehyung with demanding padangan.

"Come, Tae! Tell us you're kidding me!" Pinta Jimin on taehyung, her voice slightly quivering.

"Hehehe, who wants to go, Hyung?"

"Basic! That's why Jan digress dong, Tae!" Jimin looks the most relieved.

"You're pale, Hyung. You sick?"

"Gwenchana, like I'm exhausted, Hyung. I'll rest, good night." Taehyung smiled broadly before stepping away from the members.

"Any," yoongi muttered, which others could still hear.

"He's a freak, Hyung!" Jungkook replied which made the members laugh.

"Again, our previous schedule was very busy. Maybe he really needs a break." Tell the leader to try to understand the situation.

"Then, today we rest, we watch together next time." Say jin while turning off the television.

Jimin and the others nodded then walked towards their respective rooms. Jin and yoongi.

"I feel like there's something weird about Tae, hyung. I felt a sense of awkwardness from him." The phrase yoongi made the genie who was cleaning up the rest of the snacks of the members was stopped.

"You're thinking too much about it, Yoon. You'd better get some sleep, or you're gonna slut off like Tae."

"Hmm, okay. Need help?"

"No, go to sleep Yoon, it's over soon."

Yoon-gi went to his room, leaving the genie to ponder every taehyung speech. So, isn't he the only one who thinks like that?

After completing the clean event. He stepped his foot into taehyung's room. Why did he want to check the state of his alien dongsaeng.

"Eoh? You haven't slept Tae?" Jin saw taehyung who was on the balcony approaching him.

"Why not sleep? What yes-Yakk! You want to get sick, Tae! Winter's almost here, and what the hell are you wearing in such thin clothes?"

Jin who was about to take the blanket, stopped when the cold hand held him back. Means taehyung's been standing here long enough.

"I want to stop Hyung."

"Huh?"

"I've asked for approval. I'm out."

"Sleep, Tae! You've been slacking off." Nervous jin.

"You understand, Hyung. I'm not V Bangtan Sonyeondan anymore. Just me, Kim Taehyung." His voice looks without burden. Jin searches for Dimata taehyung's lies, but that's what scares the genie. There were no lies in the eyes of the young man born in Daegu.

"You drunk, eoh? Where's your alcohol? Hyung knows you can't drink too much." Jin shifted his gaze, looking around the room, hoping he found a bottle of alcohol here.

"I'm not drunk, Hyung. Ahh, the air is getting colder. Come on in, Hyung! I'm sleepy." Taehyung went straight in and coiled in his blanket.

Jin closed the door slowly, also closing the window and justifying the curtain. Turn on the warmers so that taehyung does not get cold.

"Tae?"

Because he did not get an answer he stepped closer to taehyung. A soft snore was heard from the direction of the lump of blanket.

"I hope you were drunk, Tae. Hyung can't imagine it. Good night, saeng." Jin corrected the layout of the taehyung blanket, stroked the top of his head slowly and exited the room, closing the door slowly so as not to wake the young man up.

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"If I could, Hyung! I don't want to go either."