Chapter 31: New beginnings

                                    

                                          

"What is that?" Hoseok's anxious voice made Seokjin jump and look at the younger.
                          
"Uh, i-it's a-" Jin stuttered staring at the neatly folded paper.
                          
"Are you crying?" Hoseok sat next to Jin and leaned his head on the elder's shoulder as he sniffled. 
                          
"What's wrong?" He asked wiping the hot tears off of his face.
                          
"Here." Jin gulped and put the letter in front of Hoseok's sight, knowing that Jungkook would want all of them to see it. 
                          
"What is it? Is this what made you cry?" He asked staring cautiously at it.
                          
Jin nodded, still trying to digest what he had just read, "read it." He muttered gently biting down on his lip.
                          
Hoseok unfolded the paper his eyes widened and mouth gasped at the familiar hand writing, "H-Ho- J-Jung.. Kook?" He chokes out looking up and down from the letter to his hyung.
                          
"Yes, it is Kook's." He replied placing a comforting arm around Hoseok's shoulders as he began to read, tears brimming his eyes.
                          
"When..When was t-this?" He asked looking up, his expression was still in utter shock.
                          
"No idea." Seokjin sniffled, "it must have been just before you saw him, his handwriting is really messy, he must've been in a rush."
                          
Hoseok nodded, continuing to read the rest of the note. 
                          
"Jesus Christ! why is there a fucking flood-" Hoseok got startled out of reading when he heard Namjoon shout from the kitchen and then a loud thump that sounded like a someone had just plummeted to the ground.
                          
Jin quickly got up and ran to the kitchen as Hoseok continued, engrossed in the special message. Indeed, Hoseok was correct, as Seokjin walked into the room he saw Namjoon sprawled across the kitchen tiles holding his head, as his clothes became soaked in water that had come from the washing machine.
                          
"You okay?" He asked bending down and reaching his hand out, careful not to get his socks wet.
                          
Namjoon nodded, taking the hand and watching as water dropped from his pyjamas, "Great, I've got a hangover and now I'm soaking wet. Why the fuck is water everywhere and why isn't there a sign or something?" He asked scrunching his shirt up trying to rinse out the water.
                          
"Well, this.." Seokjin started pointing at the mess on the floor. "is your fault so, to be completely honest you deserved that." Seokjin smirked cheekily before continuing, his smile instantly fading, "Hobi's in the lounge, there's something you should see." 
                          
"What about-"
                          
Namjoon was about to protest when he got cut off by a screech and another loud smack of skin slapping against the tiled floors.
                          
"Ow!" Jimin squirmed holding his back, "why is there a slip 'n slide in our kitchen?" He asked looking at the two males who stood before him. 
                          
"Ask your leader." Namjoon sighed and pulled Jimin up as the usual harmless boy gave him a glare for getting his pyjamas wet. 
                          
"Look, don't blame me, blame Hobi, he's the one who threw up on my shoes!" Namjoon defended putting his hands in the air.
                          
Both of their eyes widened, "Namjoon you put them new fucking leather shoes in the wash?!" Seokjin exclaimed his muscles tensing as he quickly ran over to the machine, careful not to slip.