The morning sunlight was soft as it filtered through Tae’s curtains. In the driveway, Mimi and Yoongi were already pulling away, heading off for her parents’ house. Mimi leaned back in the passenger seat, trying not to notice how steady Yoongi’s hands looked gripping the wheel.

Back at Tae’s, the house was still quiet. She was in the kitchen, hair tied up, wearing just a thin camisole and shorts, when she heard the doorbell. Opening it, she wasn’t surprised to see Jungkook, his usual boyish grin in place.