In Italy, the approaching holidays signalled the closure of the university, prompting students to disperse to their respective homes for a break. The dorms of the hostel gradually began to empty as everyone started leaving for their homes, respectively, but Taehyung was still comprehending about going home until he received a call from his brother, telling him he would be around soon to get him and that he should pack all his stuff and be ready, but he just couldn't even start doing anything about it. On the other hand, Jimin was all prepared, luggages filled as he had the flight back to Korea the next day. He had always asked about Taehyung's holiday plans, but the brunet never revealed them. And that Jimin was unknown to the details, he refrained from pressing him further. With luggage strewn across his bed, Jimin sighed with exhaustion, surveying the outcome of hours of packing. Dusk had settled, signalling it was time for the night's supper. Getting back on his feet, he decided to leave his room, opting to knock on the adjacent door.

"Taehyung-ah?" Jimin softly inquired, turning the knob to let the door click open.