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the days were going by so fast. once wardrobe was in place the next things were vocal lessons and then sound check and practice at the stage. taehyung knew he would have to shape up his act, no more nights out and no more sleeping until the late afternoon. it was weird to be up this early, blinking from the sunlight and already missing his bed once he stepped outside the apartment building.

"good morning mr. kim, bright and early today i see." his driver said, smiling up through the rear view mirror at the rockstar.

taehyung just hummed and opened his bag, taking a long sip from the stainless steel bottle and wincing after. his driver rose an eyebrow through the mirror, but taehyung just sighed and put the bottle back. "it's just one sip." he defended himself.

he'd start his good habits soon. today was too early.

"this is new." the driver said. he had gotten the address texted to his phone earlier, not recognizing it from the usual clubs or leisure locations that the rockstar asked to be dropped off at. instead it was in the opposite direction of that part of the city, maybe fifteen minutes of a drive before pulling over outside a basic looking building.

taehyung just nodded and got out of the car, "wait for me." he added before closing the door. the thought only came to him last night, when realizing the day was coming quick and the month was passing fast. taehyung couldn't help but look back at past performances, his best and worst and just making mental notes of things to do better. he was playing with his hair in bed last night when he watched, realizing it's been the same bland brown for too long.

that's why he was walking up the dark staircase in this apartment building. it smelled funny and the lighting was bad, illuminating the hall in a odd orange glow. if taehyung got murdered here he wouldn't even be surprised or bothered, his blood would just match the stains already on the carpet.

taehyung isn't entirely sure why he was here now, the apartment number reminded him where he actually was and what he was doing. it was the jack daniels sitting in his tummy that gave him that boost to finally knock.

he still couldn't prevent the way his stomach swirled when the door finally opened, and the satisfied little grin on the rockstars face at seeing his makeup artist looking back at him in such surprise.

"taehyung?" the ravenette was not expecting to see him today. it was vocal day, nothing in his expertise was beneficial for that.

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