as Seokjin stood behind him, scowling at all the packages of chips & Ramen & chocolate bars & canned meat & fish that he had bought.

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Jungkook had moved back to the bedroom. He still was too scared to explore the rest of the mansion. As he got comfortable, he pulled out his guitar. Strumming through ideally before he began to hum a tune. It was a song he’d heard from years ago…something about loving yourself.

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“They say this song was written centuries ago. An anthem by a man trying to instill confidence in his lover telling him to love himself & believe in himself.” Jungkook said as he kept playing the tune that seemed so familiar to Seokjin.

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Jungkook managed to evade Hoseok for three more days. Since he had some money & time to spare he began busking at different stations rather than just one. He didn’t have to worry about making a bare minimum amount so it was okay to test the crowds at different places.

He’d leave for the morning rush then go back, still eat ramen but nowadays he’d wake up to potatoes & radishes & carrots on the kitchen counter. Again he never asked, just said “Thank you” while funnily enough bowing to Bat-Yoongi

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Jungkook would then go back for the afterwork rush & come back, have dinner, play some more music & then go to bed. And every night he’d feel a hand in his hair, scratching his scalp as he floated into sleep. But luck is a fickle thing…

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