Present day
"How's he doing?" Namjoon asked blankly as he lit up the cig in his mouth.
Jin nodded, "he's doing fine. He told me about how you picked up his pen for him. He said he felt some way, almost nostalgic."
Namjoon squinted his eyes as he blew out a cloud of smoke, "why almost?"
"Cause he said he's never felt that way before." Jin smiled softly.
"He'll come around. Or maybe you'll fall in love again."
Namjoon shook his head. "He isn't gonna want me."
"Jungkooks' not like that. Sure he'll feel awkward at first-"
"I'm not good with feelings." Namjoon cut Jin off, he spit his cigarette out and stomped it out in the snow.
"It's always cold here, Jin. You know why?"
Not because of season changes. Something was going on with the weather. It was chilly during summer and extra cold during fall in winter.
Jin shook his head, "no, why?"
"Because I'm unhappy."
Everyone thought it was Jungkook forgetting that made Namjoon upset to begin with.
It was his coming of age.
