Recommended listening: Oh Brother - Cyrus Reynolds ft. Novo Amor

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Taehyung was confused. And no, not the state of confusion that people thought he always was in. No, this was something else entirely. One night, all was well in BTS’ hotel rooms. Seokjin had cooked dinner on one of the tiny hotel stoves, Jimin and Taehyung had accidentally dumped a bowl of noodles on Namjoon’s head (don’t ask how that happened) causing Namjoon to screech and the rest of the group to laugh. Then Taehyung had gone to sleep in the living area of his and Seokjin’s room-

And woken up shivering and alone on the dirty concrete floor of an abandoned building in a country that he didn’t know.

Luckily for him, he had gone to sleep in his street clothes, being too lazy to change into pajamas, and had his phone in his pocket. He tried calling his parents. He tried calling the others to immediately say that they had won this prank, just make it stop, and for God’s sake, Namjoon, he didn’t mean to spill those noodles! It was an accident! But all he got when he called were voiced messages telling him that the numbers didn’t exist.

They wouldn’t go as far as to change their numbers just for a prank, right?

And when he left the building, screaming and crying that they won, just come out, please! they would come, right? And apologize? That’s how it usually went. The pranks would go too far, the person getting pranked would break down, and the others would apologize.

But all he got was strange looks from people he didn’t know and silence.

And that was just the beginning.

Taiwan wasn’t a bad country, but it did have one particular downfall, as far as Taehyung was concerned - the citizens didn’t