Taehyung is an author and now he’s having writer’s block. He’s in a café to get a few motivations but instead he’s gone stuck on this chapter which is due by the overmorrow. Sighing in defeat, he was about to close his laptop when a stranger placed a piece of paper on his table with a sweet, little bunny smile on his face. He leaves without a word.
It was a beautiful sketch of him thinking and writing. Shading and all. Sparks of much-needed inspiration rushed through him and he attains his word count goal by the end of the hour. So when Taehyung had been thinking he’ll never get to thank the man who was his impromptu muse, he flipped the paper over to see a neat handwriting that reads Jungkook, +82 49 0901 1997