When Taehyung decides to move to somewhere further— just somewhere different, he only expects a start over, a fresh book for another chunk of his endless life to be spent doing nothing but just living. What he doesn’t expect is to meet him there.

But Taehyung’s wrong. He must be wrong, because he—Jeon Jungkook died almost 70 years ago. He would know, he would remember – oh, he awfully still remembers it.

So when he sees this man, him, his Jungkook over there, standing just yards away from him – smiling, laughing, breathing and living his life so well, he just can’t believe it. He looks so well, just looks so—so Jungkook.

His chest constricts.

Taehyung just can suddenly remember it all too well now.