Jimin kept a hand on Jin, not sure if he was happy or not. He watched the trick and he smiled a little but he was crying and scared, he didn't realise how scary it was until now and he didn't feel good. He leaned into Jin and clung. "I'm sick. You can't send me away from my hyungs. Not when I'm sick. I'll die! I'll die without them."

He had decided. He would not be without them. With a small frown, he took a piece of the pancake with his hand, not very good at using a knife and fork. He sampled it, too afraid to be happy. "Appas make pancakes."

Namjoon came in and leaned in the doorway, looking a little uneasy. "Woah, look at you, eating like a champ. Such a hero." These kids really bummed him out.