𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐲𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦. ➷ 𝐯𝐬𝐨𝐨

01 - intro.

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we have all had a perfect summer night. what was supposed to be an ordinary day in the middle of the year turns so unforgettable, so feverishly magical that there's a certain nostalgia every time you visit that memory again.

something about summertime nights hit different. maybe its the way the air is so deliciously warm, daring you to bask in the glory of its heat. maybe its the way the cities seem to light up, golden sparkles all around. the way the alcohol makes your laughter a little looser and your words a little freer.

this is the story of what happened that summer night, when the paths of two strangers in the universe collided and set them off an adventure like no other. 

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seoul, 2017

[kim's convenience store.]

obscured by the shadows, the couple was unrecognizable to any passerby. with masks pulled over their faces, and floppy bucket hats covering their heads, they seemed so mundane, and their existence almost forgettable. 

their conversation was hushed, and their voices hidden. 

a delicious secret no one needed to know.

"tonight was fun." the girl giggled, her words slurred by some kind of alcohol. she seemed to trip over herself, fumbling for the racks of soju in front of her, but she just fell right into the male's arms. 

he sighed and peeled the mask off his face, his features lit up by the flickering glow of the fluorescent lights. damn, it was impossible to breathe properly with her fruity, floral scent around. 

"jennie, we need to be more careful. we can't keep doing this." he scanned the aisle quickly, to see if anyone had heard.

the drunk woman rolled her eyes and pulled down her mask. the hum of the air conditioner in the corner of the store suddenly grew even louder, an unintentional crescendo to the lovers quarrel.

"silly joonie. no one will ever find out." with this she cupped his face and leaned to plant her lips on his. 

and even though she was hooking up with other people, he leaned into her kiss, nothing more than a secret lover and a summer fling.

intoxicated by jennie's touch.

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[hannam the hill, taehyung's apartment.]

kim taehyung was pissed. 

no, that was an understatement. he was angry as hell. 

he called the number for the 12th time, and when the monotone voice of the auto reply filled the silence, he put his head in hands and wondered how he had gotten here.

the vocalist of BTS, korea's hottest boyband was supposed to be spending this warm midnight at a party with his bandmates. taehyung, being ever the intellectual, had forgotten to ask for the address to this summer bash. 

damn. he thought about how his friends were probably chasing down shots of the finest alcohol korea had to offer and dancing on the polished floors of no doubt, an exclusive club.