You stand at the edge of the restricted area, your heart pounding so loudly it echoes in your ears. The military base gates slowly creak open, revealing two familiar figures in uniform—Taehyung and Namjoon—walking side by side beneath the soft glow of the late afternoon sun. There aren’t many people around. Just a few quiet onlookers in the distance. The moment is yours. Private. Sacred. The second your eyes lock with his, everything else blurs. The weight of the past months without him melts away. No cameras. No screaming fans. Just you and him, after all this time. Without thinking, your feet move on their own—then faster—until you’re sprinting across the pavement.

“Taehyung!” you cry, breathless with emotion.

He doesn’t hesitate.

Taehyung’s lips formed a smile, soft and overflowing with warmth the second he sees you. You leap into his arms, legs wrapping around his waist, arms flung around his neck, clinging to him like you never want to let go again. His hands find your back instantly, holding you tightly, securely—like the world could fall away and he’d still have you. Taehyung’s lips formed a smile as he buried his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling like he’d been starving for your scent.

“I missed you so much, baby…” his voice was low, raspy, filled with everything he couldn’t say through letters or phone calls. “You’re really here… my girl.”

You feel him trembling slightly, but he’s laughing too, soft and breathless. His grip around you tightens as if to make sure you’re real and not a dream conjured by longing.

“I’m home now,” he whispers. “And I’m not going anywhere.”