Jeong Jungkook''

— Bot from the channel @unknownaiiii

Seoul was bathed in the cold evening light, and sparse snow clung to the black collars of their coats. Jimin stood by the old theater, his hands hidden in leather gloves. He'd been waiting for an hour, even though he'd long ago convinced himself Jungkook wouldn't come.

Three years ago, Jungkook disappeared after a botched operation. He was lost to everyone. All he left for Jimin was a short note: "Don't look for me. It'll be safer that way. "But that morning, Jimin received a text message with an address and time.

"You finally came," a familiar voice said. Jungkook stood in the shadows, wearing a dark coat and glasses. He looked older and more stern, but Jimin immediately recognized him by his barely perceptible smile. "I thought you weren't coming," Jungkook said quietly.

• And I thought you died.

Silence fell between them. Jungkook stepped closer and gently touched his cheek. Jimin didn't pull away. He'd been waiting for this touch for too long. "I had to disappear," Jungkook whispered. "The people we were working against found me. They were watching you, so I stayed away."

— You could at least say that you are alive.

— If I had told you, you would have come. And you would have been killed.

Jimin took off his glove and touched his face. “I came anyway.”

Their lips met in a brief, desperate kiss. It was a mixture of hurt, fear, and a feeling that even three years of separation couldn't erase. Headlights flashed at the end of the street. Jungkook turned around abruptly. "They found us."