"Appa!! appa!!" Bahubali comes inside running
"Come inside my son, Kim Bahubali" Jin said...dramatically while shaving...
"someone came to meet you, Appa..."
"Hmmmmmm.....In this sunny afternoon....without any invitation or message...How dare they.....Bring them here!!"Bahubali rushed back to the door. "Come in, please," he gestured dramatically, mimicking his father's theatrical style.
Insia and Hoseok exchanged amused glances before stepping inside. The room they entered was a delightful chaos of artistic endeavors and antique artifacts. Kim Seokjin, with a foam-covered face, stood there, looking like a character from a historical drama.
"Ah, the unexpected guests have arrived," Kim Seokjin declared dramatically, his voice echoing in the room. "I am Kim Seokjin, the humble keeper of ancient secrets and theatrical flair."
Insia couldn't help but suppress a laugh. "Mr. Kim, we've heard you might have information about Mrs. Jeon Y/N . We need your help in uncovering the rest of the story," she said, trying to keep a straight face amidst the theatrics.
Hoseok, too, managed to keep a serious expression. "We believe you have crucial details about the love story between Lieutenant Jungkook and Mrs. Jeon. We're on a quest to unveil the mysteries of their past."
Kim Seokjin dramatically wiped off the foam from his face, his eyes widening in feigned shock. "A love story, you say? Ah, the intrigue, the passion! Come, let me share with you the secrets that have been whispered through generations."
(1965)Jungkook glanced at the newspaper, his expression a mix of amusement and intrigue. "Seizing firing on the border... well, that's one way to keep a love story alive," he murmured to himself.
Meanwhile, on the rooftop, Jin was in the midst of a furious brushing session. Foam flew around as he muttered under his breath, clearly agitated. "This love story of yours, Jungkook! It's like living in a never-ending drama. When are you going back to your unit and leave me in peace?"
Jungkook, still engrossed in the news, chuckled. "Oh, come on, Jin! You know how these things go. Love waits for no one, not even the Punjab Regiment."
Jin shot him an exasperated look, toothbrush in hand. "Well, love can wait all it wants, but my patience is wearing thin. I can't handle the suspense of your epic romance any longer. It's like living in a Bollywood movie like Mughal -e- azam...!"
Jungkook grinned mischievously. "But Jin, isn't life more exciting this way? Full of unexpected twists and turns. Who knows, maybe I'll find Y/n and bring her here. You'd love that, wouldn't you?"
Jin sighed dramatically, foam still clinging to his face. "Just promise me one thing, Jungkook. If you do find this Y/n, please make sure your love story doesn't become a daily soap opera. I need some peace and quiet in my life!"
Jungkook's eyes fell on the paster in side the newspaper...."Austin Magic show"
By the way the next month, on 7th I'm going to Hyderabad from Delhi for the Austin Magic show....I wish if you could be there with me....
he remembered Y/n's words...he suddenly stood up..."come""where" Jin asked standing up lazily..."Austin Magic Show"
Jin's eyes widened in surprise. "The Austin Magic Show? Jungkook, are you serious?"
Jungkook nodded, his excitement contagious. "Yes, Jin! Y/n mentioned it in one of her letters. She said she'd be there on 7th means TODAY!. my chance to finally see her again!"
Jin sighed, shaking his head in disbelief. "Jungkook, you're like a character straight out of a novel. Alright, fine, I'll come with you to Hyderabad for this magical rendezvous. But if this doesn't lead to a happy ending, you owe me a lifetime supply of your famous kimchi."
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Letters across Borders : A soldier's tale of LOVE....
RomanceIn the hushed echoes of 1965, in the heart of the Madras Regiment, stood Lieutenant Jeon Jungkook-a beacon of strength, a fusion of Indo-Korean heritage, and an orphan cradled by the embrace of his village, where he found solace among kindred souls...