The club was loud, the music pulsing through your veins as you laughed at something ridiculous your friends had said. But then, you noticed it—Taehyung was gone. Not that you cared, of course. He was just the other half of your cold, sarcastic duo, the one who always had a comeback sharper than yours.

Still, something felt… off. With a sigh, you pushed through the crowd and stepped outside.,

And there he was. Leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets, eyes fixed on the pavement like he was lost in thought. You've never seen him so serious. He probably were wasted as hell-