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(two years later)
V was wearing a jet black suit, sipping on his drink. He became famous through his drawing and his photography over the past year. His pictures were sold for over three hundred thousand dollars already.
He worked for famous fashion magazines now, had forgotten his past, the small apartment he used to live in.
He walked over to the bar's counter and ordered another drink from the bartender, an old man. He simply nodded, not recognizing the famous male.
The name he used to introduce himself to strangers, V, was now his alias.
He ordered his manager, a smaller boy named Park Jimin, to get to talk to the host of the party. He took his drink and walked over to a small, velvety sofa, eventually sitting down.
However, Jimin didn't return. Instead, he was standing at the counter, talking to someone who was wearing a night blue suit. He could see the other person's brunet-blond hair.
He walked over, being slightly annoyed by Jimins incompetence. He tapped lightly on his shoulder. The male didn't react and continued talking.
'Park Jimin, didn't I ask you to talk to the host of this party?' He asked in a serious tone.
He had grown cold in all these years; the pain made him become who he was now.
'Wh-...oh Shit, I forgot. I'm so sorry, Mister Kim. I was talking to an old friend of mine. This is Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook, this is my boss, Kim Taehyung, but you may know him through his alias, V.'
He froze.
Was this real?
Jungkook turned around, slowly. Taehyung was looking into the exact same golden-brown eyes that he thought he had lost.
Jungkook was in shock. V had changed so much, now having blond, short hair, but his face, his voice, everything, it was the same.
'I thought that you were dead.'
'I thought that I had lost you.'
They continued staring into each other's eyes for a few moments, then hugging each other, tears steaming down and staining their suits.
And that was the moment both of their worlds brightened up, finally seeing color again.
The End.
