"Okay." Tae rubbed his eyes and really hoped Jimin was around, because Jimin was always nice and he wanted to talk to him about pretty boys, because Namjoon was always too worried to be receptive to that kind of talk. But he was mostly just happy that Namjoon wasn't mad anymore and so he smiled, taking his brother's hand. "When our plan works, you'll get me a spray can, right? I want to tag everywhere."
"Oh yeah, we'll tag everything like we used to. Think of this place like our own little city, we'll make it our own in every little way." With a bright smile, he held his brothers hand and pulled him along. "I got plans, you know? We tag every wall, repaint the rec room and we'll get the radio station back. We can rap." Well. He could. Tae could dab behind him.
"Yes! I'll rap, I'm getting better! Not that he exactly had much opportunity to really practise here, but that didn't stop him. He bounced a little, leaning against Namjoon when he watched Hobi be a dork, laughing at and with him. He liked when Hobi was happy like this, he wished he could always feel that way. He'd have walked over to him and Jimin, but he didn't want to let go of Namjoon's hand, not after how cold Namjoon had been before.
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