Jungkook sat tightly pressed against the seat, face half-covered by his clothes like a child hiding from monsters under the blanket. His wide eyes darted nervously from one bodyguard to another — four of them, built like walls, sitting in silence. Their presence alone was enough to make the air heavier.
On the opposite seat, Taehyung was the complete opposite — head resting on his palm, elbow leaning lazily on the window, eyes half-shut. He looked… bored. Or sleepy. Maybe both.
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