Namjoon had always trusted your opinion when it came to his music. That’s why he had invited you over—to listen to Right Place, Wrong People before it was released, to get your thoughts on it.

When you rang the doorbell, he opened the door almost immediately, stepping aside to let you in. But as you pulled down your hood and took off your shoes, he paused.

“Are you feeling okay?” he asked, eyeing the slight redness in your face.

You brushed it off with a quick excuse about the cold outside, waving him off as you moved toward the couch. He didn’t push, but he watched you carefully as you sat down, sinking into the cushions.

Soon, the first track started playing, filling the quiet room with soft melodies and introspective lyrics. Namjoon leaned back, eyes closed as he listened, but every now and then, he’d glance your way—watching for any sign that you weren’t feeling as fine as you claimed.