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v_95 Variety Japan Day 3🤍

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The memory of fans screaming was ringing in his ears as he ducked his head and slid into the lavish seat. A television was above the foot rest, a side table accompanying the control panel as a curtained plane window resided to his right.

His manager was in the seat in front of him, his stylist in the one to his left. The three usually traveled together for foreign work and Taehyung was used to the system.

This time, he knew of the bodyguard sitting in the seat behind him, leaving him entirely surrounded by staff.

"The cabin doors have been closed," the flight attendant's voice spoke through the cabin. "Please switch all electronic devices to airplane mode for takeoff."

They hadn't stayed in Japan long. Variety's booking was only three days which meant he was out of BigHit for four. The moment he would land back home in a few hours, it would be evening and he was to head home for the night.

His focus broke as a flight attendant stood in the aisle, notepad in hand. She bowed slightly and Taehyung shifted his posture to exude one of relaxed confidence.

"Mr.Kim," the woman spoke with shyness on the edge of the voice, the model noticing her slightly flushed features and internally groaning. "Can I get you a drink before we take off?"

"I'll take your favorite drink." He let the deepness of his voice reach her in a flirtatious manner, the attendant's eyes widening as she nervously tugged the cuffs of her uniform coat, clearing her throat before scribbling it down.

What a fine people pleaser you are, Kim Taehyung.

"A-Are you sure, Mr.Kim?" She double checked and he gifted her with his infamous smile, the one he forced for the screens to see and catch as his signature look. "And what about the man ahead of you? Someone in your party, yes?"

"Hmm," Taehyung peeked over the barrier and saw his manager already dozing off before the flight had even begun. "He shall be fine. He can call for you himself if he needs anything."

She nodded and let him be, his smile falling, eyes rolling in the second after her figure had moved on the his bodyguard behind.

Not annoyed at her, but at himself.

"Ensure that your tray tables are closed, seatbelts are locked, bags are stowed beneath or above your seat, seat backs are upright, and windows are open for takeoff... the crew will be walking through the cabin for a final check."

He planned to either doze off or play a random video game he had downloaded in the hotel earlier that day. At that moment, he simply dug out one of the fashion magazines from the seat pocket and flipped through it.

The feeling of eyes on his figure made him tense momentarily. He had gotten good at catching the tingling sensation and his gaze shot up and around in search of the source.

An older female, three rows ahead in the middle aisle of seats, had a camera up to her face, snapping silent shots of the model and Taehyung was quick to sink a few inches lower to hide his face behind the compartment's barrier.

"You alright?" His stylist noticed from his side. He nodded quickly and didn't respond, staying lower in his seat to prevent some distorted image from being produced through that lens.

"Sure?"

"Yes."

They were climbing through the air not much later, the young male distracting himself with the skyscrapers shrinking to the size of pins on a map, the clouds engulfing them like a fog machine on set, breaking out above the clouds and seeing the sun scatter light over white cotton candy and a wash of blue.

The drink he'd gotten was gone down his throat, the citrus and ginger of a Moscow mule refreshing his senses quite pleasingly.

He made a note to himself to thank that air hostess later.

He heard the ding for the wifi signal routing and connected his phone, mindlessly following the instructions to do so until his notifications began piling in.

open two new messages
from agust_dboy✔️ ?
yes | no

agust_dboy
is your manager not by his
phone?

agust_dboy
safe travels but had some news
to talk to you about

v_95
hey hyung we are in the air
now and manager is asleep

v_95
just got wifi so what's up?

agust_dboy
good news or bad news first?

v_95
hmm bad

agust_dboy
your hyungs did their photo shoot and
look like shit

v_95
damn I thought you meant actually
bad let me see

agust_dboy
ask the air hostess for some
bleach tae

v_95
oh stop being dramatic and show

agust_dboy

v_95
hobi hyung omg he looks so good

agust_dboy
-_-

v_95
you both look great just jokes :)

v_95
this is why I don't believe you cuz
you both seriously look really amazing

v_95
glad to see you in the camera but you're
gonna steal my job if the modeling
department sees this

agust_dboy
you're making a song

agust_dboy
if anyone's job is getting stolen it's mine

v_95
you're helping with it🙄 it's just my lyrics

agust_dboy
and they are really good tae

agust_dboy
really good

v_95
okay THATS a lie

v_95
I don't even know where they came
from tbh

v_95
what's the good news

agust_dboy
it's about the song actually :)

agust_dboy
I have a first draft saved for you
to listen to

agust_dboy
*audio attachment*

agust_dboy
take a listen while you relax on the
plane

v_95
will do and you finished it up so fast

agust_dboy
jin hyung and hobi helped

agust_dboy
I really like it tae

v_95
that's amazing I'll listen
when we are done talking

v_95
hey why did you need my
manager

agust_dboy
I was with Sunmi and we were
talking about you

agust_dboy
side note but bogum's being watched
carefully and hasn't done anything

agust_dboy
maybe your manager should tell you

v_95
I'll probably take it better if you tell me

agust_dboy
that's true

agust_dboy
okay they are going to get you a
therapist

agust_dboy
not just anyone, they are getting
Kwang Jungho

agust_dboy
he'a really good and very selective with
who he helps in the celebrity world but
he understands the situation and wants
to offer his skill

v_95
you already told him about everything.

agust_dboy
no not everything he already knows
about the past stuff though

agust_dboy
tae look I know you didn't want one
but it's a good idea

v_95
no hyung. I said I didn't want one so
it's not a good idea

v_95
i'm tired and i'm going to sleep.

agust_dboy
tae please

agust_dboy
take hyungs word for it and trust me

v_95
I want to forget hyung. not talk it
over with someone.

agust_dboy
you don't need forgetting tae you can
do that on your own

agust_dboy
you need help healing and moving on

v_95
I refuse to see him so tell BH
not to waste their money.

agust_dboy
is there anyone you will let help you?

agust_dboy
anyone in the world?

There was one person, but Taehyung was simply too scared to admit or allow it.

How could he have let his heart clumsily fall into the hands of a faceless photographer? It was so unlike him. It was so odd for the perfect prince to do so, such that it stirred a whole emotional war.

Yoongi definitely knew that there was someone, and Taehyung knew he was asking it just to make him think.

He didn't want a therapist. Not in a million years. Forgetting was what he did best.

The media blasted drama in fans' faces on a daily basis so that they were never bored, soaking in new events and forgetting the old.

It was never about making amends with the problem, it was about burying it until it became a distant memory.

Healing took time, too, and he didn't have that kind of time.

The only person who could maybe talk to him was the Busan resident and Taehyung had blinded himself to any updates on the younger's life. He only went on social media to post and keep his fans updated with his work, ignoring everything and everyone else connected to it.

Taehyung grumbled incoherent words under his breath as he reclined his seat to lay flatter and kicked up his legs. Grabbing his wireless earbuds and sliding them into his ears, he heard the soft beep of the bluetooth connecting.

He scrolled through his messages with Yoongi until he found the audio attachment and closed his eyes, letting the song flow like his plane in the sky, gliding over clouds with the sun setting and taking his breath away with it.

"On my pillow, can't get me tired.

He took in the way the soft guitar lined up beautifully with the words.

"Sharing my fragile truth that I still hope the door is open, 'cause the window opened one time with you and me."

He had been given the chance and let it go. He let the younger go for the betterment of both their lives. But truthfully, past his stubborn will to give himself away like coins in an unfortunate soul's hat, he wished for that photographer to be apart of his life again.

"Now my forever's falling down, wondering if you'd want me now."

His belief that he could escape Bogum was gone forever. Jungkook was better off without him, but would the younger suffer Taehyung's disastrous world to help him?

"How could I know, one day, I'd wake up feeling more?"

Feeling anything good was so easy with Jungkook after his peak of forceful shutting down. With his messages, his voice, his face that only Taehyung had seen outside of his close circle.

Jungkook made him feel that he was worth something when he believed he was worth nothing.

"But I had already reached the shore. Guess we were ships in the night, night, night..."

The small tear slipped from his eye, the cold hitting his cheek and falling without any movement of objection.

The model had fallen asleep, comforted by the peaceful tune and memories of Jungkook that accompanied it.

A second journey of ships headed in the same direction.

That's what he needed.

I miss you, Jungkook.