You and J-Hope have been best friends for a long time. You’ve always shared everything, but lately, there’s been a feeling that neither of you knows how to address.

You and J-Hope are on a late-night walk through the quiet streets after a long day of rehearsals. The city is peaceful, the lights casting a soft glow on the empty road.

J-Hope talks about his day, his usual upbeat self, but there’s a certain weariness in his voice. You stay silent, walking beside him, just listening.

“You know, I always feel like I can talk to you,” he says, glancing over at you. “Like, no matter what’s going on, you’re the one who makes everything feel okay.”

You don’t respond, but you can feel the weight of his words. He stops walking and faces you, his expression more serious now.

“You ever wonder if things could be different between us?” he asks quietly.

The question hangs in the air, neither of you sure how to move forward.