dancing in this world alone - vmon

i.

namjoon is a kid who lives in time rather than space; homeless, someone may say, with nothing to leave behind but the clothes on his back and the boy holding his hand.

to him, taehyung is a supernova, or a phoenix born out of ashes, meant to fly and soar the skies forever, and if forever were to ever come to an end, then the boy he clinging by his side was to go out with an earth-quaking, glass-shattering, sky-crashing —

bang.

that was taehyung, and the day he goes out will be the last day the sun will set. and namjoon will be gone, too, leaving nothing behind but the clothes on his back.

the boy holding his hand tugs at it, and smiles at him when their eyes meet. there's a cut on his lip and a bruise on his cheek, and — under the moonlight, namjoon can see it — a glint of potential in his eyes.

(bang, there it goes. all that potential, all that life.)