On a warm summer night, deep in the countryside, Taehyung and Jungkook walked side by side along a quiet dirt path. The air smelled of wildflowers and the faint hint of rain from an earlier drizzle. Fireflies flickered around them, tiny golden lights dancing in the dark.
"This place feels like a dream," Jungkook murmured, tilting his head up to look at the sky. Stars stretched endlessly above them, their light soft and comforting.
Taehyung chuckled, his deep voice carrying warmth. "Maybe it is. Maybe we stepped into one of my paintings."
Jungkook turned to look at him. "If this is a dream, I don’t want to wake up."
Taehyung smiled, his boxy grin making Jungkook's heart stumble in his chest. He reached out, brushing a stray leaf from Jungkook's hair. "Then don't."
They had been best friends for as long as they could remember, bound by laughter, late-night conversations, and a quiet understanding that needed no words. But somewhere along the way, something had shifted.
Jungkook had started noticing how Taehyung’s eyes softened when they met his, how his laughter sounded different when he was the cause. He had started memorizing the way Taehyung’s hand lingered for just a second longer when they brushed against each other.
"Do you remember when we were kids, and we used to catch fireflies?" Taehyung asked suddenly, breaking the silence.
Jungkook nodded. "You said they carried wishes."
Taehyung's eyes twinkled. "And what did you wish for?"
Jungkook hesitated, feeling the weight of the moment pressing against his ribs. He could lie, could brush it off like he always did. But tonight, with fireflies and stars as their witnesses, he wanted to be honest.
"I wished for you," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
Taehyung stopped walking. The world around them fell into silence—no wind, no rustling leaves, just the quiet sound of their hearts beating in sync.
Jungkook felt Taehyung’s fingers find his own, lacing them together with a gentle squeeze. "Good," Taehyung whispered, stepping closer, "because I wished for you too."
And under the glow of a thousand fireflies, they stood together, hearts aligned with the stars, no longer wishing—just living the dream they had both longed for.
