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Jeon Jungkook, aka JK, is known as the Mafia King of the world for good reason, he's tough, rude, and ruthless. He doesn't care about anyone except his inner circle and won't hesitate to hurt those who cross him. Love isn't in hi...
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"Wow," Jin exclaimed in shock as he looked around the place, his eyes wide with wonder and amazement.
Jungkook chuckled softly as he observed Jin's reaction, a warm smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
It had taken them the whole evening, almost nightfall, to reach Paris, France. Paris was relatively close from Russia, so they had decided to make a stop there before Suga, Jhope, Tae, and Jimin headed back to Korea with their own plans.
Now, they stood in their hotel room, and Jin was utterly taken aback by everything. The view, the journey here-everything was even more magnificent than he had imagined. He couldn't have guessed that there were places in the world this beautiful.
In the soft glow of the Parisian twilight, Jin stood still on the balcony, his eyes wide with shock and amazement as he watched the breathtaking view of the iconic Eiffel Tower. The city lights twinkled below, casting a romantic ambiance throughout the room.
Standing behind Jin, Jungkook couldn't help but smile as he watched him take in the magnificent sight. Jin's bambi eyes sparkled with wonder, and a delighted smile graced his plum lips.
"It's so beautiful. What does this tower called?" Jin asked excitedly and curiously, his eyes never leaving the majestic structure.
"It's called the Eiffel Tower," Jungkook replied instantly, his voice tinged with affection as he watched Jin's reaction.
"I see, no wonder... it's so pretty," Jin remarked, his voice filled with awe.
"Agree. But less prettier than you," Jungkook whispered playfully, his eyes flickering between Jin and the tower. Whether he was pointing at the tower or the people around, or how beautifully the lights glowed, Jin seemed to captivate his attention effortlessly.
"It glows so prettily... looks so good with the dark night. Can we go there?" Jin asked eagerly, his voice bubbling with enthusiasm.
"Of course we can. Do you want to go now?" Jungkook asked, his gaze never leaving Jin's face. He silently admired the spark of joy in Jin's eyes, the innocence reflected in them, the way his hair danced in the soft wind. Everything about Jin seemed to glow with beauty, and Jungkook felt like he was falling in love all over again, but in a new way. And this feeling wasn't bad at all.
Without a word, Jungkook moved closer and gently wrapped his arms around Jin's thin waist, pulling him close in a comforting hug.
"Oh, shit," Jungkook's eyes widened as he suddenly remembered that Jin didn't remember anything. He hesitated for a moment, contemplating whether to release the hug, but before he could act, he heard Jin speak in a soft voice.
"It feels good to be here... I think it feels even better because you're here too. I feel a good connection with you, maybe we're really good and close friends," Jin giggled at his words, showing no sign of discomfort. Jungkook couldn't help but feel super happy at Jin's response, a new kind of joy coursing through him.
