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0:34 AM

Taehyung and Cassandra were sitting on a bench at the metro station.

The place suddenly looking abandoned, devoid of humanity. Much to the contrary state in the noon, when they had arrived there. Though outside it was still quite warm for the late hour, down there it was chilly.
They were waiting for the metro to take them back to their hotel. Having spent most of the day at the Studio Ghibli museum and strolling around. Some of the movies having left vivid impressions ever since they had been kids. It was nice reviving some of those memories by seeing all the beautiful animations again.

The sound of an incoming train piercing through the silence then. A handful of people coming out, exiting the station just as fast again as the train did. Leaving the two alone once again.
Cassandra's head was laying on Taehyung's shoulder. Her long curls cascading over them. She didn't think much about it, she was only fighting the urge to fall asleep. Trying her best to keep her eyes open while Taehyung was glad the face mask hid his blushing. 

"Are you cold?" Cassandra frowned, heaving her head to look at him. Her voice tired. She had felt it trembling underneath her cheek. He was shivering but still shook his head, holding it low.
Not able to fool her, she looked down on his arm. Spotting small goosebumps. She sighed. "Told you, you should've taken a jacket with you."
He shrugged, biting down his lips and focused back on the billboard across from them. Thinking about anything to get his mind off of the coldness. It was true that she had warned him. Almost sounding like his mum when he had been younger and would leave the house with only a t-shirt. He laughed under his breath. Sometimes he missed being a kid again.
He peeked at Cassandra then, seeing she was rummaging in her shopping bag. "Here." The cold was suddenly cut off, his shoulders feeling warm. He blinked down, seeing the bomber jacket she had bought earlier wrapped around him. "You're lucky I mostly wear over-sized clothes," she smirked, stuffing her hands deep into her pockets then. It was weird, but sometimes he reminded her of a child. Which was ironic, since she was still a child at heart herself.
"T-thank you." He held the jacket's collar close so it wouldn't slide down. Smiling behind the face mask.

Another train rushed by, still not being theirs. Two people got off and headed to the exit. Cassandra yawned, glancing at Taehyung. It was this expression again. That severe one, where his dark-brown eyes seemed even bigger as they were. Absend-mindedly staring at something invinsible. Making her wonder what he could be thinking about.
She took a deep breath, averting her gaze from him. He was still a mystery to her sometimes, which didn't make sense since he wasn't a withdrawn person. No, he wasn't. However, that didn't mean she could read him easily. Meanwhile, she felt like an open book. Which didn't make much sense either. It was not like she was opening up easily about everything. Same seemed to apply to him. Though in his case it seemed he had done it not because of trust-issues but rather not to worry her. At least it felt like that sometimes.
One time she had told him how she problably couldn't have handled everything he endured in his position. Taehyung's reply that night still stuck in her memory.
"Don't underrate your struggles because of mine."
His words were simple and yet still had hit her. And they still did, because he was right. Maybe it had also been the late hour. She tended being more emotional at night. However, it was also Taehyung's way with words which fascinated her.
Even though he wasn't always confident in expressing himself, he still always hit the core. She had noticed this while talking to him all those years. And that was what amazed her about him the most. Obviously there were many other things as well like his passion and big heart. He simply had every good trait there was. But his way with words was her favourite one. He didn't need to write long essays to comfort her. Pretty much the opposite to her.