Jungkook

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Taehyung, rolling his eyes in boredom, decided to take a break from his endless routine and stop by the club. He hadn't even hoped that this evening would be anything special. But fate, as always, likes to play tricks.

As soon as he entered the room, he froze in place, as if his brain had refused to process reality. There, in the center of the dance floor, his uncle was moving. Not just moving—he owned the space. The music pounded the drums, the lights flickered, and he, like an '80s star, acted as if the whole world revolved around him.

"Hey, nephew!" Uncle turned around, his eyes glittering and his smile wider than the Cheshire Cat's. "Didn't expect to see you here!"

Taehyung barely contained his laughter. His uncle, that serious man who usually spent all his time reading newspapers and grumbling about young people, now looked like the protagonist of a disco movie. And, admittedly, he looked damn good.

"Uncle, are you... okay?" Taehyung struggled to find the words, watching him gracefully twirl to the music like a drunken flamingo.

"Alright?" Uncle chuckled, winking. "Son, I'm in the best shape of my life! Just imagine: I'm here to remind everyone what real style means."

Taehyung couldn't help but notice how several girls at the table were smiling in his uncle's direction.