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How about? 】

【OK】

[Then it's settled!See you tonight! 】

Not wanting to think about the fact that Min Yoongi didn't remember his foot injury, Park Jimin happily added another emoji, which was the conclusion of this chat, and finally got up and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Summer in Seoul in late August and early September is still strong.In the evening, the setting sun reluctantly clung to the clouds in the sky, and was ashamed to reveal his thoughts for a while, so he pulled the sunset glow to cover the flushed cheeks, and the purple and red colors in the sky blended lingeringly.The refreshing breeze blows across the blue sky and the blue sky, and the setting sun is soothing.

After tidying up everything, Park Jimin took the sandwich he had made and took a taxi to SUGA ahead of time.Fortunately, Min Yoon took the medicine on time for the injury on his foot. Even though there was a fight later, the condition did not worsen. In addition, he was able to go for a ride on the Han River with the person he likes. Park Jimin is in a good mood now, so it seems that there is no sprain. It hurts so much.

He walked briskly into SUGA, and as soon as he opened the door, he found a group of people sitting around the bar and talking at the construction site, and he was stunned on the spot for a while.

"Hey! Here we come." The attentive Kim Namjoon was the first to see Park Jimin entering the door, and greeted him warmly.

"Here we come." As usual, Min Yoongi, who must be in the center of the bustle, was chatting with his friends in full swing, so he just sneaked in and waved at Park Jimin casually, "Find a place to sit by yourself."

"Hey, the chicken rice also brought food! I must know that the brothers are hungry for chatting!" A friend who usually plays well with Park Jimin saw the bento box he put aside, stepped forward to open it, and was astonished as if find the new land.

"Of course I know that you haven't eaten yet, and you don't do much, so we all make do with each other~"

"It's still our Xiaojimi who is sensible." The HIPHOP eldest sister, who is usually quite cheerful, hugged Park Jimin and pinched his cheek like doting.

"Ah, sister, it hurts!" Park Jimin exclaimed pretending to be wronged.

"Stinky boy! How hard is your sister!" The elder sister slapped Park Jimin's shoulder with a big palm.

Everyone who was used to the jokes between the two laughed together, and then the topic changed to joking about how the eldest sister would not be able to marry after such a carefree personality.

Seeing that the sandwich that was originally planned to be eaten by only one person was about to be divided up, Park Jimin smiled and handed the last piece that was kept from everyone's wolves to Min Yoongi.Min Yoongi, who was chatting about the topic, took it without looking back, and put it aside, and then continued to talk about hip-hop music and its development in the 80s with a new artist he met recently.

"Yo, how's your dance practice going?"

"I don't know if you didn't come yesterday, our chicken rice is so handsome!"

"I heard that your kid won last night."

Before the frustration was conveyed from the heart to the face, Park Jimin was surrounded by several friends in the dance circle.Several people chattered enthusiastically about the technical moves used by Park Jimin, who won the championship, and praised him for dancing like a rainbow now, and his unique dancing style is worth learning from.

Without the aid of alcohol, these people were still as chatty as ever.They talked about the commercial marketing that is not used to in today's rap circle, music production, beat lyrics, street art, and then talked about which foreign underground rapper shines in battle, as well as Pop, Beast, and Beat My generation, the mysterious huge footprints in ancient mythology, a stray cat I met on the side of the road last week, an unknown species newly discovered in the Brazilian rainforest, and a sparrow that was accidentally run over by a car.And God, faith, death, politics, life; they know everything and talk about everything.

Of course, he wouldn't be out of group and alone, but even though he was participating in the group carnival, Park Jimin's eyes fell on Min Yoongi who was on the other side of the crowd from time to time.

He is as chic as ever, with his baseball cap turned upside down, his ripped jeans wide open to his calves, and his eyes will shine brightly when he hears unprecedented or unbelievable anecdotes.He seems to have always been like this, since long before he knew him, he has inspiration from all over the world, and like-minded friends everywhere.

People waited almost frantically for him to get up and wave, and hula a large group to follow him to the Han River.Four cars run side by side.They played deafening gangster rap and howled from skylights into the Han River.They are young and absurd.For him, sex and love are just spices.Although it won't be so bad that it will be taken out to talk after cooking, and comment on the object of the previous night, but it really doesn't seem to be a big deal worth caring about.Under the influence of hormones caused by specific situations, as long as both parties enjoy the same pleasure, it doesn't matter what kind of mood the other party is in.

Park Jimin leaned on the back seat of Min Yoongi's car, listening to him and the co-pilot's eldest sister sharing each other's outlook on life and values, listening to a DJ playing discs next to him chatting with another young man dancing lock dance, listening to the car 2Pac, who was full of gangster spirit, followed the car on the empty Han River Bridge in the early morning, but his heart was left in the dark and cold corner the night before.

It turned out to be like this.He closed his eyes, and the cold wind in the middle of the night poured into his heart, which was beginning to leak.He felt like the sandwich that Min Yoongi just put aside casually, no matter how cleverly he decorated it, it was just a piece of sauced and worthless life adjustment.

It turned out to be like this.He who was happily waiting for the ride was actually just one of the people he invited casually.He was brought home full of gratitude, but he was actually just one of the countless people he helped generously.

He suddenly woke up.He is not special.Park Jimin waved goodbye to the eldest sister who was finally sent to the door of the car with a smile on his face.Laughing and making noise all night long, raising his eyes, his gaze penetrated through the finally much quieter air in the car, looking left and right for a long time before finally falling on Min Yoongi who was driving.

"I thought……"

"Ah? What did you say?"

The night wind was very strong, and the car was driving fast, Park Jimin's words were blown to pieces as soon as he exited his mouth.Min Yoongi, immersed in the lively atmosphere just now, had to close the car window.The howling wind instantly turned into the scene outside the window.

"I said, I dreamed about that pink butterfly again last night. He and I were locked in an airtight room. The room was empty, with nothing, no windows, no doors."

"Oh, and then?" Min Yoongi, who didn't care much, was stopped by a red light.

"Then he flew around me a lot. I think he must be tired from flying." Park Jimin looked at the blurred face of Min Yoongi in the rearview mirror of the car, with a faint smile on his lips, "You Say, if I held out my hand, would he stop on my hand?"

"It's possible." Min Yoongi responded perfunctorily as if he thought this topic was really boring.

"By the way, have you listened to Namjoon's new song today?" When the green light came on, Min Yoongi asked Park Jimin in the back seat while turning the steering wheel, "Namjoon's level is not much worse than a professional rapper now."

"Listen."

"If it continues like this, it's incredible, Kim Namjoon." Min Yoongi nodded admiringly after pondering over a few rhymes in Kim Namjoon's new song again.

The way he communicates with him remains the same, it is the intimacy between friends, the easy-going between brothers, eating, drinking and having fun, making jokes, and the inseparable hiphop and music.Park Jimin turned his face to look out the window at the passing street lights, ink staining the night sky.He didn't dare to ask Min Yoongi what they are now and what he did to him last night.

It's just that I thought that only you were in SUGA, and only the two of us came to the Han River.

Ten

SUGA was still closed for renovation the next day.Park Jimin, who had rested for a whole day and had nothing to do, opened the door with soju, and bumped into Kim Tae Woo who was sneaking out.

"Too... um?" Before he could speak, Jin Taiyu grabbed him into his arms and covered his mouth.

"Hush——" Jin Taiyu glanced upstairs quietly, and said in a low voice, "I'll go to the company, don't tell brother Yoongi!" After that, the speed of light disappeared into the misty night.

Park Jimin, who was left stunned in front of the door and didn't know why, looked at his back as he went away, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Min Yoongi, who had finished composing at some time, standing at the stairs on the second floor and staring at him.

"Soju, I bought it." With a trembling heart, Park Jimin pretended to be calm and raised the bag in his hand to signal Min Yoongi, "The brand you like."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Min Yoongi took out two transparent wine cups from the cupboard and placed them on the coffee table.Two people sat around the table, each filled a glass, and they collided in the air, making a crisp sound.

Park Jimin took a gulp, and then filled it up on his own, seemingly unintentionally, "Is it okay to drink with your hands?"

"This." Min Yoon swallowed the whole glass of soju, then raised his left hand wrapped in a white bandage, and replied with a low laugh, "It's okay, it's just a scratch. Where's your foot? Ming can still dance ?"

"I sprayed some medicine today, and I'm fine when I walk." Unexpectedly, at this time, Park Jimin, who could remember his foot injury, had an unknown star in his eyes.

"That's good, don't forget that you said that you will be crowned for one month in a row." Min Yoongi raised his glass with a smile in his eyes, the crystal liquid became clearer and clearer under the white light.

"Of course, I, Park Jimin, keep my word." Park Jimin looked at him and smiled, raised his hand, and the wine cup touched his brim. "So, SUGA will be able to open tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Min Yoongi nodded, feeling uncomfortable sitting cross-legged, so he put up another leg, shaking the wine glass full of liquid in his right hand, watching the subtle luster in it, his eyes fell on the center of the subtle vortex, "Tona Blessings to a few people, this time it has been refurbished, and I will give everyone a little vacation by the way."

"How about the new song