Jungkook's pov:

Today was the day I was finally able to go back to work. I woke up extra early feeling so excited to be doing the thing that I love the most once again.

It's been a couple of days since that fight me and Tae had and we haven't really talked about it since then. I feel bad for lashing out on him like that, maybe I was just caught up in the moment and shouldn't have said some things. In the end it's not like we're together, I can't expect him to act like my boyfriend when he clearly doesn't even return my feelings.

Obviously it hurts, but I can't force someone to just like me back no matter how hard I try, it's all up to them in the end.

And I think I was slowly coming to terms with that. The fight made me realise that it was pointless to keep chasing after something that has no finish line. What's the point of getting stuck into a never ending loop that will only hurt me in the process?

Maybe it was a good thing that we had that small fight, I need to move on and stop being so hopeful that anything will work out from this.

"What time will you be back?" Taehyung asked me after getting dressed for work and making himself some lunch for later.

"I don't know, probably late since I want to stay in longer today to make up for being away for so long. Might practice or work out at the gym too if I have enough time." I shrugged while eating my cereal, still avoiding eye contact with the older. "Why you ask?" I glanced up at him before looking away quickly.

Taehyung shook his head. "Was just wondering." He shoved all his food into a container and then into his bag that he threw over one shoulder. "I hope you have fun at work." He mumbled before grabbing his keys and getting ready to leave.

I swallowed my food and followed him to the living room with my bowl still in my hands, I watched him put on his shoes while biting my lip in thought. "Thanks." I muttered, debating whether I should bring up our fight and apologise or just let it get buried into the deepest, darkest corners of our minds.

"Okay I'm going. Uh.. do you need anything?" Taehyung stopped right before unlocking the door, probably because he saw how I was standing there unsure of what to do or say.

To be honest a part of me was still hoping to get a goodbye kiss from the older like he would usually do it every single morning before leaving for work. I kind of missed that..

I looked at him for a second with my mouth half open, ready to speak my mind. But I decided against it. "Erm actually no. It's fine, just go. We can talk some other time." I scratched the back of my neck feeling a bit stupid.

"You sure? Cause I still got a minute to spare before my bus arrives." Taehyung asked.

I simply shook my head. "Don't worry about it." And with a smile I said goodbye to him.

I'm probably going to regret this..

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"Jungkook!! I'm so happy so see you back at work!" Hoseok came over to me with that beaming smile of his immediately after I stepped foot inside the building. "How are you feeling?"

I smiled back and hugged him quickly. "Much better, thanks Hobi. Did I miss anything while I was away?" I asked while we were walking upstairs to the studios.

Hoseok tapped his chin in thought before letting out a small "ah!" and pointing his finger upwards.

"Actually yes, we had to move you to a different studio so I hope that won't be a big problem for you. But don't worry, it's definitely an upgrade since it's one of the newer ones so it will be much bigger and nicer." Once we reached the second floor the older showed me to the studio and he was right, it looked so much more polished and neat.

"Wow it's so spacious, i could fit my entire bathroom and kitchen in here." I laughed softly, seeing how Hoseok watched me from the corner of my eye with a smile. I felt his eyes burning through me or more precisely my neck. Only then I realised that I forgot to hide all those hickeys I still had faint bruises from.

Slightly embarrassed, I placed my hand on my neck and pretended to rub it before clearing my throat.

"Anyway, I'm glad you like it." Hoseok checked his watch and frowned a little. "Okay I gotta run, I have a meeting and a few errands to take care of. Be careful okay? We don't want you getting hurt again." He chuckled and walked over to the door.

"I will do my best. Thank you for everything Hobi." I followed him to the door.

He stopped right in front of the door before turning around once more. "Oh right, one last thing. We finally finished making the cafe downstairs that we had plans for a while ago. Thanks for the tips and ideas for it, I think you will like it in there. See ya!" He waved at me before rushing out.

I breathed out deeply before looking around the studio once again with a small smile. I looked at myself in the big mirror that took the entire wall and of course my eyes wandered over to my neck that was covered in hickeys. I ran my cold fingers across them slowly and sighed to myself.

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I had a long break after I finished one of my classes. I missed teaching dance and seeing all those smiles on people's faces whenever they improved or finally got that one step that they were struggling at. Sure, I was pretty shy and a bit of an introvert, but something about dancing always calmed me and no matter what I always felt comfortable doing it, not minding if everyone's eyes were on me.

It was one of those things that I had to work on my self and never gave up on even when everyone around me was against it. I was so proud to be able to share what I learned with others.

I decided to go down to that cafe Hoseok told me about and ordered a small coffee with a sandwich. He was right, the interior was really pretty and just my style. The atmosphere was very nice too, it was surprisingly quiet for a place so busy.

Suddenly I felt someone cover my eyes from behind and I already felt a smile reach my lips.

"Guess who." The person said and I decided to play with him.

"Hmmm I don't know, is it that weird short guy that changes his hair colour way too often and has a squeaky laugh? What was his name again, I can't recall.." after saying that I received a smack on my head and started laughing.

Jimin sat in front of me and crossed his arms. "And to think that I bought your stupid ass a welcome back present, so ungrateful."

I curiously raised my eyebrows at that.

"Oh you ain't getting it now, I'm offended." He looked away and pouted like a small child that didn't get what they wanted.

"Oh come on, you know I was just joking. You're a very manly man and totally don't have a squeaky voice. By the way, I missed you.. Jimin." I rested my cheek on my palm and looked at him with puppy eyes.

The older spared me a glance and finally gave up. "Okay fine but you're still not fully forgiven." He rolled his eyes before taking out a small box from his bag and handing it to me. It was prettily wrapped up with a bow on top. I cooed at it and excitedly took it in my hands.

"Awe you didn't have to do this. Now I feel bad that I didn't get you anything." Now it was my turn to pout.

Jimin shook his head and smiled. "Don't worry about it. I just hope you will like it. It's a little cheesy but... well you will see c'mon open up."

Once I opened it my eyes widened. "Umm... Jimin why is there a polaroid photo of your um... you know.."

Jimin immediately took the box away from me and closed it. "Fuck this one is meant for Yoongi I'm so sorry." This was the first time I saw the older panic and blush so much.

I started laughing so loud that I had to cover my mouth because people around us were looking at me weirdly.

"Stop oh my god this is so embarrassing." He covered his red face but ended up chuckling a bit with me.

"But damn Jimin, I didn't know you had such a nice ass tho, I would definitely tap that." I teased him and winked which only got me a death glare in response.

"I genuinely don't know if I want to cry or punch you right now. Probably both." He tied the bow back onto the box and put it into his bag before taking out a different one that looked exactly the same.

I snorted. "At what point did you think that it was a good idea to put both presents into identical boxes?"

"They didn't have different designs at the store okay? Give me a break jeez." He gave me the box and looked away in shame.

"You sure this is the one? Maybe you made more presents for Yoongi and don't realise it?" I bit back my lip to stop myself from laughing again.

"Just shut up and open it, christ.." Jimin muttered and I finally opened it. Immediately my eyes softened.

"Oh wow.. when did you take this? I didn't even notice." I felt the corners of my mouth turn upwards before picking up the small polaroid photo of us from the day we met up.

I didn't even realise that there were more photos until I looked back into the box and started flipping through them. There were a few with the whole group but one in particular caught my eye.

It was of me and Taehyung cuddled up on the couch. We both looked so happy and if I hadn't known better I would say that we look like a couple there. My eyes started watering after staring at it for a while.

"Uh you okay Kooks? Do you like them?" Jimin spoke in a soft voice that sounded a bit worried.

I sniffled and wiped my eyes quickly. "Yeah I'm fine sorry, I just got a little emotional for some reason. Thank you so much Jimin, I love them." I smiled at him and saw the older look at me with saddened eyes.

"I know Jungkook.. I didn't want to bring it up in front of Yoongi but I heard you guys that day."

"What?" I asked a little taken aback. Although it wasn't that surprising, Jimin was the type of person that could figure anything out.

"I'm really sorry that things are like that between you but I hope that you can fix it because I saw the way he was looking at you. There is no way he doesn't feel anything for you, you just need to talk it out—"

"Were you spying on us?" I furrowed my eyebrows which made Jimin freeze for a moment.

"What? Of course not, even Yoongi noticed something was off, you guys were just awfully loud and it was hard to miss." Jimin was a little frazzled that I could even think of accusing him of something like that. "Look I'm sorry that I'm meddling in your business but I just hope that you're doing okay. I guess I made this present for you to hopefully cheer you up."

"You're right, I'm sorry I just don't like talking about it. I was sure you wouldn't hear, it's just so pathetic." I put the photos back into the box carefully before closing it and shoving it into my bag.

"Jimin?" I asked in a small voice, slightly fiddling with my fingers.

The older looked up at me. "Yeah?"

"I need some advice."