Jungkook woke up, the bright light was too much for him. He went to move but was being held back. He looked behind him and saw the older boy he met yesterday.

So it wasn't a dream..

He laid back down, facing his Hyung, burying his face into his chest. He breathed in Taehyung's scent, throwing an arm over his waist and placing a leg between his two.

Seokjinnie Hyung.. Thank you for bringing Taehyungie Hyung into my life..

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Jin woke up, he instantly felt warm and pressed against the producer of this heat.

"Namjoon-ah.." he mumbled sleepily. His eyes grew wide. "Namjoon-ah! Get up you dummy!" Namjoon sleepily groaned, pulling the older man closer.

"If you do not get up this instant you can say goodbye to your delicious lunch boxes!" Namjoon opened one eye. Leaning closer to Namjoon he pressed his lips against the older's cheek. "It's our day off, Hyungie.. spend it with me.."

"I have to check on Jungkook.."

"I thought you put Taehyung in there for that purpose?"

"Yes, but, Taehyungie doesn't listen to me one hundred percent. He's a very affectionate person and Jungkook… well he isn't too much of an affectionate person and likes his personal space.. I don't want Taehyung to get the idea that it's okay. Jungkook can't tell him to stop because he hasn't spoken a word since he got back from the vacation with his parents-"

Seokjin cut himself off.

"Speaking of… I haven't seen his mom since they left. Do you think they divorced? You know, like she said they would?" Namjoon shook his head. "A divorce isn't enough to cause Jungkook to become mute. When an adolescent decides to stop speaking it's caused by some sort of traumatic experience. I don't think a divorce is traumatic.."

"Jungkook is nine years old… It could be anything."

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He traveled through the halls silently. He reached the younger's room door and placed a hand on the knob. He silently prayed that Taehyung wasn't all up in his business and they had space between them.

He opened the door quietly, peering at the two boys on the bed he noticed Jungkook was just as wrapped up in Taehyung and Taehyung was wrapped up in Jungkook. He smiles, before leaving to go make breakfast for everyone.

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Jimin woke up in a sweat, accidentally hitting Yoongi in the process. Tears were streaming down Jimin's face. Jimin hated not having his parents around.. He had started to blame himself for the accident.

"Are you okay?" Yoongi asked pulling Jimin down to him. Yoongi wiped Jimin's tears and held him close, stroking his back and whispering sweet nothings into his ear.

"What did you dream about?" He asked, once he was calm. Jimin told him about his nightmare- how he was reliving the day he lost his parents and Yoongi pulled him to his chest wrapping an arm around the younger's shoulder he reached up to his hair, massaging his fingers through it.

"Thank you, Yoongi."

"No problem."

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Taehyung opened his eyes and saw someone looking at him. The piercing brown eyes of the younger boy's peered into his. As his vision focused he noticed a small bruise on his cheek. Taehyung's hand shot up and cupped his cheek.

The younger flinched.

Taehyung stroked Jungkook's cheek softly.

"D-did you think I was going to hit you..?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper. The boy leaned into the older's touch, wincing slightly due to the stinging in his cheek.

Jungkook remained silent, burying his face further into Taehyung's chest. "Jungkook-ah," He called, lifting the younger's chin in his fingers.

"I'm never going to hurt you.. You know my Hyung, Seokjin, yeah?" Jungkook nodded. "He won't hurt you, and neither will I. I will never let you get hurt again." He caressed his cheek softly.

"T-thank you.."

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“Hoseok- ah,” The boy stopped at the man’s voice.

“No running in the halls. Please behave yourself.”

“Yes Seokjin.”