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Hoseok sat beside Namjoon on the couch. Suddenly the younger boy tensed up.

Hoseok noticed this was happening a lot lately. Namjoon seemed to be getting uncomfortable around the older boy.

"How're things going?" Hoseok asked, trying to start a conversation.

"Good. I might be getting a new job soon," he answered casually.

"That's great! You've been looking for such a long time."

"I know. Hopefully I don't get fired again for breaking anything."

Hoseok laughed. "Namjoon. You didn't just break something. You set a stove on fire. And your job was just to wash dishes. I don't know what kind of magic power you have," Hoseok laughed.

"Yah! It's not funny. I had to pay for that," Namjoon frowned.

"Correction: we all had to pay for that," Hoseok added. "It was our pleasure to help though. It was worth it for that free dinner." He rubbed his stomach thinking of the delicious food. "I had the best dream last night too. There was so much food." Hoseok closed his eyes and smiled at the thought of it. "We were having lunch in a pretty forest."

"We were?" Something in Namjoon's voice seemed to change but Hoseok didn't take note.

"Hm. That boy was there again. It was his birthday but he made me feel like it was mine when he made me the happiest person ever," Hoseok said, smiling.

"Did you dream about anything else?" Namjoon asked.

"Nothing after that. But I wish he was real-"

"But he's not, Hoseok," Namjoon cut him off harshly. "Don't get me wrong, Hoseok, but I heard from the other five how you always talk about him. You need to stop that and acknowledge he's not real. Jimin told me how you tried to figure out if he was real. He's not. He's just a figment of your imagination and you need to not get so attached to a freaking ghost."

Hoseok went quiet. It was like Namjoon just set a bomb on him. He's eyes actually started to water.

"I know that, Namjoon," he said softly between gritted teeth. "I'm sorry I inconvenience you all like that."

Hoseok got up and left for his room. After shutting his door, he lied on his bed and mumbled a few more words to himself.

"I'm sorry that he's the only one who makes me happy..."

A tear made it's way down his cheek but he kept the other tears back from falling as he shut his eyes tightly.

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