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sixty-six.

예순여섯

     "what the.. fuck," he mutters, eyes wide looking at the mess of his home.

     taehyung turns around to see jimin shocked. "hi," he tries to smile but fails when jimin yells again,

     "you're destroying my house!" jimin walks straight to him and snatch the pile of curtain from his hands. "you took off all of my curtains?"

     "erm.. yeah?" taehyung shrugs. "they're getting old and dirty. look at them." he points out to a patch on the white curtain.

     jimin furrows and looks at it closely. "you were the one who did this remember?" he looks questioningly at the younger but he simply shakes his head. "you threw pizza at me but obviously with your target, you missed." the smaller guy folds his arms and says, "you're buying me new curtains then. since these are so dirty."

     "why? no!" taehyung whines, stomps his feet.

     "what the hell is going on here?" yoongi enters with a box in hand, looks around at the mess.

     "he took off all of my shades. and now he's going to buy me new ones," jimin smirks, enjoying it. he looks at the box in yoongi's hands and asks, "what's that?"

     yoongi looks at his own and gives it to jimin, "it was on your doorstep. maybe post." he shrugs and proceeds to sit on the couch.

     jimin looks at the box, reads the receivers address; it's his. but the name; it's not his. it's jungkook's.

     "it's not mine," jimin says lowly, hands over the box to taehyung. and quietly goes upstairs to his own room. the first thing he sees is his the curtains are taken off and he can see the window opposite, but with shades on. and despite all the struggle of all this time, his is heart wins and he can't take his eyes off the window. he goes on and sits on his study table, rests his chin on his palms and stares.

     and after a long time, his eyes water.

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     "why did jimin get jungkook's parcel?" yoongi asks, confused.

     "it's some confusing shit i never understood. but it's like they get each other's post," taehyung shrugs, sits beside yoongi.

     that's when yoongi nearly jumps. "i've got an idea! we're ordering new curtains for jimin."

     taehyung frowns, not getting at idea. "i don't care unless you're paying."