Majesty Of Zion | Kookjin ✓

His Pov: Chapter 6

[A/N: Smut scene in the chapter. Minors proceed with caution.]

Jungkook's POV:

How lucky am I? I'm back on a runway, and this time with Jin by my side. My feelings at the moment are a pleasant mix of excitement and nerves. I have always kept my eyes facing forward when walking a runway. Either that, or I focused on happy memories to ensure my expression was pleasant. However, today is different. "..." I don't need to force myself to think about anything. Joy wells up from within me like a spring. And there's only one explanation. I am truly happy. I think back on what the designer told me before the show.

Designer, "You guys decide the vibe of the runway. Do whatever you feel, just be real. Consider the ban on smiling lifted for today. I want you to be yourselves."

That designer's really unconventional. I still can't believe he's letting us walk the runway with our significant others. He doesn't even care whether they're models or not. "..."

Seokjin, "...!" When I casually glance at my side, Seokjin seems stiff and nervous. I can't blame him. Even models like me get nervous when it's time to walk. But I give Jin's hand four little squeezes. I understand. Focusing on those words, I rhythmically squeeze his hand once for every syllable. I'm right here. Everything is going to be okay. Smile. He seems to understand. Let me see your smile. We reach the end of the runway. Seokjin looks up, and we each meet the other's gaze at once. "..." Oh.

"..." That's what I wanted. His expression changes, and I see a smile spread across his face. It's a natural smile, one that comes from the heart. And I'm pretty sure I'm wearing an identical one right now. "Finally, I got a smile out of you." I stated.

"Lucky you." More flashes than I can count go off around us as we stare into each other's eyes. I thought I was going to change you, but you changed me. I guess you weren't the only one who wanted to change your life. Hand in hand, we turn around and walk back up the runway. Facing forward as we walk, I hope the future that awaits us is one of indestructible happiness. There's no guaranteeing that, of course. But I want to bet on happiness with Seokjin. I could never be with anyone but you. Do you understand that? When I look down at Jin's face in profile, he turns to look up at me. Faced with that dazzling, bright smile, I silently hope he's reading my mind.

The day after the fashion show...

We greet the morning in our room on a luxurious cruise ship. With my eyes on Jin's drowsy face I reach out to softly stroke his hair. Morning. His silky hair splayed out on the white pillow. Careful not to wake him, I run my fingers through his hair, completely at peace. Mornings are the same, 365 days a year. So why does waking up with Jin feel so special...? Still gazing at his unguarded, sleeping face, I think back on the events of last night.

"You are looking at me like it's your first time." I said

Seokjin, "...It feels like a first time. I never thought I'd love anyone again..." We share more kisses than I can count. "Mmn... J-Jungkook..."

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"We don't have to worry about anyone hearing us. You don't have to make too much noise...but I want to hear more." I stated. And so, he and I become one.

Now though, sleeping peacefully, you'd never imagine his innocent face was capable of myriad of irresistibly sexy looks he gave me last night. Seokjin, "..." Awkward, sarcastic, seductive, and now vulnerable and asleep. You're a lot of fun, you know that? Playing with his hair, I'm still looking at Jin when he awakens. "Mn...mn..." His drowsy eyelids open slowly. Then, his pupils focus silently on me. "Jungkook..." The groggy look on his face tells me he's still half asleep as his cheeks flush slightly.