Ch 12. Your glances

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He shared a lot of memories with the water running down his bare chest. Shattered memories he wanted to forget and bury deep down in the past

But when you're faced with things that reminds you of the painful memories of the harm that coused you, how are you able to just forget?

Was it the way his flesh was burned under the water, or the staining sensation that made him fall into a deep reminder of the past, a past where the truth was never spoken. A past with no answer but filled with questions.

A past where his mind had no connection to his soul

But who's fault was it. The water? He can't blame a beauty like the reflecting water to something like the ugly memories who decideded to leave a mark in his head and deep in his heart

It was a question to himself that he needed to answer, because no one can answer a question for you when you're the one who did it

Because it was you Taehyung, wasn't it?



"I said! Don't touch my fucking ice cream!"

"Come one Jimin! It's so much, just a little sharing won't hurt!"

Taehyung answered back Jimin who was holding his bucket of cold ice cream tight against his chest. Taehyung had opened the freezer and found the ice cream in the morning, feeling the need to just steal a little he unfortunately got caught by Jimin

"Forget that you bitch! You're not touching my ice cream!"

Jimin yelled back as he took a few steps back from his blue haired best friend, securing the ice cream between his arms as they continued to argue in the kitchen

"what the hell, why ya'll screaming in the morning for?"

Both Jimin and Taehyung stopped their little fight when they turned to the source of voice, finding the whole "dick head gang" as Jimin calls them. It's in his dictionary as he always says.

Hoseok was the one who they had heard, his light brown hair was messy and you could see that he had just woken up from a sleep he probably didn't want to be interrupted from

"This thief tried to steal my ice cream!"

Jimin shouted, to angry to realise who he was talking to right now. Since Jimin hates them a lot it was a surprise he had opened his mouth to talk

"why the hell you yelling for!"

"You're the one who's yelling!"

Jimin answered back hoseok, his face turning a shade of red from anger. It always did that when he loses his temper. You could hear the cackles from the other guys in the back

Taehyung couldn't help hold back a few chuckles too, Jimin had sent him a glare right away. Yoongi sighed heavily before he stepped forward, his footsteps seemed to remind Taehyung of someone he knew, but it was hard to point out when he doesn't know who

He stepped infornt of the suprisingly scared Jimin which was fast replaced with a quite offended stare after he's ice cream bucket was snatched from his hands

Yoongi brought out seven white bowls from the cabinet, almost slamming them down on the table as he worked faster than one was able to think. He opened the smelting ice cream bucket and scooped up chunks of ice cream into the bowls

"Now eat, and stop yelling at 7 am"

Yoongi told after finished serving the bowls to all the seven of the woken boys. Jimin was to scared to upset him with any words even though he was about to rant about the stolen ice cream

He was more concerned about the stolen glances between a certain raven haired and his best friend

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