Jimin races over to the platform like a madman. Staring into every cart for the face of his best friend. He eyes the clock on the platform timer and pulls at his hair wildly when it strikes twelve.

Just then, he makes out a mop of dirty brown hair in the third buggy and starts sprinting toward it. Calling out Taehyung's name as the train starts moving. The boy in the window jerks at the voice and sits frozen for and second or two before looking out the barred window.

Jimin is running beside the train, smiling with tears locked in his eyes when Taehyung finally sees him.

As the train gains momentum, Taehyung watches, with tears in his eyes, the dark-haired boy racing towards the buggy. His hand itches to pull at the chain that will effectively stop the car but he stops himself. He doesn't think he'll be able to leave if he stops now.

Jimin soon catches up to the moving cart though. Jogging beside the buggy in which Taehyung is seated, he grabs on to the metal bars crying to the boy, lips wobbling, “you can't go without saying goodbye, brat!”

A sad smile flowers on Taehyung's lips and he pushes his hands through the bars to hold on to Jimin's. They're cold. “Let go of the bars, idiot!” He mutters, grabbing onto his muffler and pulling it off before sliding it through the bars around Jimin's neck. “You shouldn't be running beside the train.”

The other boy doesn't reply. He simply keeps running beside the train, accelerating rapidly as the train speeds up. For several stretched moments, neither speaks. Their eyes wet with emotions. Lips have bitten between unsaid confessions. “I'm never gonna see you again, am I?” Jimin asks gulping when Taehyung looks away at that.

Soon the train is running too fast and Jimin can't hold onto those warm hands he'd called home anymore. He lets go of the railing, the cold hitting him like lightning. Continuing to run beside the vehicle nonetheless. “Stop running you fool!” Taehyung warns him, waving his arms through the bars. “Step back a little!”

But Jimin doesn't stop. He's searching for something to say. Anything to etch this moment to memory. To emboss Taehyung's face in his mind for eternity. As the train speeds up and Taehyung starts going away from his grasp, Jimin quickens his speed and gasps as he promises the boy.

“In another lifetime, when we meet again; I promise I'll love you first, Tae. I promise.”

By now Taehyung is crying. And so is Jimin. As the train goes out of reach Taehyung mutters just loud enough for him to hear, “I love you, Chim.”

Jimin thinks he's missed his chance and watching the train turn the corner, Taehyung disappearing in the cloud of steam, he falls to his knees, clutching his chest. Whimpering to the now emp