In a tale of conflicting ideologies and intense emotions "His love from heaven" introduces Jeon Jungkook an atheist bad boy, and Nehal, a devout Muslim with a unbreakable faith. Jungkook's sister's life takes despairing turn after a devastating mist...
(Later that night, Jungkook stepped out of the bathroom, steam trailing behind him as he rubbed a towel through his damp hair. Wearing only his black boxer briefs, he padded over to his bed and flopped down, feeling the cool sheets against his skin. His gaze drifted to a bag placed next to his side table)
Jungkook: "Oh, my perfume."
(he muttered, reaching for it. Pulling out the sleek bottle, he frowned, instantly sensing something was off)
Jungkook: "What the hell? I didn't buy this one. I have bought the 'Valentino born in Roma' one."
(he said, narrowing his eyes at the unfamiliar label. He dug through the bag, but it was empty no sign of his usual fragrance. Then it hit him.)
Jungkook: "I must have swapped it with that woman's bag earlier."
(His jaw clenched and a flash of irritation crossed his face as he recalled their encounter. His eyes grew dark with anger)
Jungkook: "Dammit… now I'm thinking about her again. That… that woman. No one's ever spoken to me the way she did, not even my friends. She doesn't know who she's dealing with. I'll make sure she regrets it."
(Fueled by frustration, Jungkook stood, gripping the bottle tightly, ready to throw it across the room. But something made him pause. He glanced at the bottle, curiosity flickering in his gaze. Might as well see what kind of scent she’s into. He opened the bottle, pressing down gently to release a fine mist into the air)
(The fragrance unfolded around him, a complex mix of soft florals, warm amber and an enticing hint of spice. His expression softened and for a moment, he was still, captivated by the scent lingering in the air. It was mesmerizing, unexpectedly comforting. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, allowing the fragrance to wash over him, catching him completely off guard as he found himself lost in it.
Jungkook: "Damn man, what a scent. I used to ignore this Dior perfume just because the bottle didn't catch my eye, but this… this is something else. Guess it's my favorite now."
(Feeling indulgent, he sprayed a bit on his shirt, then on his pillow, inhaling the scent as it settled around him)
Jungkook: "I love it."
( he whispered, letting the fragrance soothe him. With that, he relaxed onto his bed, a satisfied smile creeping onto his face as he drifted off to sleep)
*NEXT MORNING*
Burak: "Nehal wake up sweetie. You are getting late for your university."
( he said while removing the curtains)
Nehal: "Yes oppa I am awake. You go, I'll come. "
( She said while removing her blanket)
Burak: "Hmm come fast."
Nehal: "Here my boring routine starts again. There is no adventure in my life. I wish there would be any."
( As she gets up and made her way to the bathroom, after a while she came back and wore her hijab)
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