The starry sky was telling them that it was going to be a cold night in the city of Seoul, if you could even call it a city anymore. Not even a flicker from a street light could be seen amongst the ruins of the once so magnificent buildings. Jimin crawled closer to Taehyung silently whispering the mantra they had been telling themselves every single night since the official statement of the doomed earth.

"It's gonna be okay, as long as we have each other. We are going to get through this. We are together, and now, that's all that matters. To the end of the world, remember?"

Ok, A/N supposedly. Well congrats, you, you found my story! This is the story that I am probably going to let out all my "artsy feelings" on, and since I don't have especially much experience in writing I'm just going to wait and see where this story goes. So if you accidentally found it and you are reading this, I am now officially warning you for potentially bad writing and (hopefully not so much but most probably) bad fanfiction. So, yeah. But if you actually decide to read it, thank you!