"It's been so long, don't you think?" Jimin asked, playing with her drink as she sat across an old flame that she never thought would ever show up again.

"Hm, is it?" The one with now blonde bob with the familiar plump, luscious lips that had never left her dreams asked with a light smirk.

Jimin chuckles, the estranged feeling of tranquility and butterflies had somehow boomed again at the sight.

"What do you say about hanging out in my place tonight?"

or - wherein despite a messy ending, they both find themselves orbiting around each other once again with unsaid words and a song of hope.