A/N: Life has been a lot bc of the comeback and bc other stuff so these have been really relaxing to just write. I literally randomised the ships and songs so I'd have something to work with. Some of these are better than others and the randomising thing isn't perfect so ships get repeated sometimes. Oh well. Anyway, enjoy!

I was really emotional when I wrote this so it's kinda sad whoops.

(Love Is Not Over)

All seven of them were crying. It was hard. They had been friends for over six years now, best friends. And now one of them was leaving for a whole year. Seokjin's military conscription letter came through the post a few weeks before, confirming their sadness. No-one wanted him to go, but it was too late now. He was leaving and that was that. They would all have to go at some point.

Stupidly, they had all decided to 'say a few words' over dinner which had sufficiently broken all of them and Taehyung hadn't even spoken yet. No-one expected him to; he was crying worse than the rest of them. And only he and Seokjin knew why. Seokjin was leaving the next day. In the morning. And then they wouldn't be able to see him for a year and that was harder on them than a whole lot of shit they had been through in the last six years. And they had been through a whole lot.

Taehyung was blinded by loss and Seokjin hadn't even left yet. Idols had died in the military and Taehyung didn't want to think about if that happened again. So he stayed, sobbing and clinging to Seokjin's arm as if that would stop him from leaving. Taehyung loved him. More than the others could. Because Taehyung loved him as more than a friend, more than a brother. So much more.

They hadn't told anyone, not even their fellow members. They couldn't risk a relationship like this getting out and ruining not only them but the rest of Bangtan as well. It started with just a simple wink from across a table at a fan meet and then spiralled into something so much deeper. They had to meet in secret, away from their friends, away from their fans and it had very nearly killed them both. They got into fights, like all couples, but the added frustration of their secret made it so much worse.

That wasn't to say that Taehyung didn't worship the danger. It felt so daring to flirt in public, to be so close to Seokjin and knowing that if he pushed, he could expose them both. But they kept it secret. For three years. Too long, in Taehyung's opinion. It made the times they were together so much more special, so much more passionate. Seokjin was pure fire when he wanted to be and Taehyung loved it.

Except he wouldn't see him for a year. It had only been three, but Taehyung still couldn't imagine his birthday passing without Seokjin, Valentine's day without Seokjin, any day at all without Seokjin. He needed him. He didn't know how he was going to get through this year without him.

Somehow, they managed to pull themselves together enough to go into their separate rooms to go to sleep. Taehyung lay on his bed with his head buried in his pillow, wishing that tomorrow would never arrive. Until he heard the most incredible sound in the world. Faint taps sounded from the opposite wall. Morse code: 'I need u.' Quietly, Taehyung stood up and tip-toed silently to the room next door.

Seokjin was pacing but stopped as soon as he saw Taehyung. Then, he wrapped his hands around Taehyung's waist and kissed him passionately. They were both so reluctant to say goodbye. Taehyung buried his head into Seokjin's shoulder and sobbed into his t-shirt, staining it with grief. Seokjin took his hand and led him towards the single bed and they crawled under the covers together.

"I-I don't want you t-to go, hyung," Taehyung whispered. He watched as a tear escaped Seokjin's eye and fell to the pillow. Their hands were still tightly entwined and a hurricane wouldn't pull them apart.

"I don't want to leave you, Tae." He could sense Taehyung about to object. "But I have to. I love you so much, I don't even know if I can do this. It's going to be so hard, but you have to stay strong for me, okay?" Taehyung nodded, not trusting himself to speak at all without choking up. They lay in silence, just enjoying the final hours they had together, and at some point fell asleep.

The six of them were standing in a line, facing Seokjin who was standing by the door, dressed and packed and ready to leave. It was clear that every one of them had cried themselves to sleep last night. Taehyung had been awoken by Seokjin early in the morning to sneak back into his own room and it had taken a lot to be alone again, even if it was just for an hour. He didn't know how he was going to face 8760 more. Seokjin took a deep breath.

"So, this is it, I guess. I'll see you in six months when we get a vacation if war hasn't broken out or anything. I'm gonna miss you guys so much; you're my family, you know that." The other six were now struggling to keep it together, especially Taehyung. "I got you all gifts, by the way. Just some little parting presents to remind you that I love you. But you have to promise me not to open them until after I'm gone, okay?" Everyone nodded vigorously and Seokjin reached into one of his bags. He handed everyone a parcel each and gave each of them a hug before looking at them one more time and shutting the door behind him.

Immediately, everyone tore at the wrapping paper in turn, anxious to see the gifts Jin had given them. Yoongi opened a box to find Jin's actual Rolex. Cypher Part 4 would never be the same and everyone knew it. Jimin unwrapped a beautiful glass bottle that he told everyone was identical to the one he had drunk out of on the night of their debut. Namjoon's was a framed piece of paper which Yoongi recognised as the original draft for 'No More Dream.' Hoseok gently opened a small, beautiful statuette of a butterfly with a message engraved on the wings that he refused to read out. Jungkook's gift was a soft toy that he immediately embraced and told everyone it was just like the one he had as a child and didn't give up until he was 16.

Then it was Taehyung. He had everyone's attention and unwrapped the paper slowly. It was a small, purple velvet box and Taehyung could feel the mental pressure from everyone to open it. And he did. A stunning diamond ring lay on a white satin cushion. In the lid of the box were the words: 'I don't care what they think. You're mine.'

Taehyung's breath faltered and his legs gave up. He fell to the couch behind him and sat staring at the proposal. He brought his knees slowly up to his chest and started to cry. Seokjin wouldn't hear his answer for six months. He had left his phone behind on purpose to keep it safe. And Taehyung would keep it safe. Taehyung was only just aware of the other five staring at him in stunned silence. Jimin swallowed.

"Taehyung, did he…?" Taehyung nodded. Namjoon exhaled.

"Wait, were you and Seokjin…?" Taehyung nodded again. Seokjin had told him that he didn't care and Taehyung had to accept that word as truth. Yoongi moved forwards and slid next to him, hugging him tightly around his shoulders. Taehyung let him.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Taehyung tried to speak but found he couldn't. "It's okay." Yoongi gestured to the others who sat on the surrounding chairs or armrests or on the floor to form a circle. And six members of Bangtan Sonyeondan cried at the departure of the seventh.