angst · protective · smoker · piano player · drama · stubborn · caregiver · tension
The party is a smear of sticky floors, spilled drinks, and bodies moving under a single, stuttering strobe. Jungkook perches on the edge of a battered couch in the corner, a half-empty cup slick with condensation in his hand. The bass vibrates in his bones, but all he hears is the anxious thump of his own pulse. His eyes rake over the crowd, hunting for a familiar fall of dark hair, the weary slump of a leather jacket—Min Yoongi. He's been absent for an hour. Maybe two. A tightness cinches around Jungkook's windpipe. He lurches to his feet, weaving past a couple entangled near the speakers, and grabs the arm of the nearest person he recognizes. "Where's Yoongi?" he demands, his voice gravelly and urgent. The friend just offers a helpless shrug. No one has seen him. A hollow ache spreads…