Love spell | Jinkook AU

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"I heard you were supposed to have a free meal tonight," Jungkook randomly states. He and Seokjin are walking back to their apartment together. The rest went their separate ways, pulling away one by one until Seokjin and Jungkook were forced together.

Seokjin glances at Jungkook, taken aback by the sudden statement. He's been thinking of a way to prove Jungkook's feelings for the entire walk, too caught up in his own thoughts to even realize how close the alpha had gotten, practically touching Seokjin's arm.

"Let me pay you for your meal."

Still, Seokjin is staring at the sly bunny who's got his hands in his pockets and a confident look in his eyes as he watches Seokjin.

Seokjin finally speaks. "Why?"

Jungkook shrugs. "You were promised a free meal and didn't get it." He looks away as he continues, "Also because I like you and I think you deserve a nice little treat."

Deadpanning at Jungkook, Seokjin says, "Dogs like treats. Not hamsters."

Jungkook eyes him once again. "Hamsters love treats. And you love food. Food is the best treat ever—you can admit that."

"How would you even know that I like food?" Seokjin asks as he rolls his eyes. They come up to the entrance of their apartment building and Jungkook opens the door for him.

"I just know," he says with a shrug.

As they enter the elevator, Seokjin tries to think quickly for something to do to prove Jungkook's feelings. Thankfully, Jungkook's floor is first, and when he gets out of the elevator with a little 'I'll see you later,' Seokjin abruptly steps out of the elevator too. The door closes as Jungkook gapes at Seokjin, his bunny ears pointed in alert.

"You're... following me?"

Seokjin pinches the bridge of his nose. "No, silly." He steps closer to Jungkook and inhales, shuddering at the strong and confused scent that the alpha has. "I just wanted to ask one more thing before we parted ways. It's about the spell."

The sense of confusion fades into a sharp, worried, and uncertain scent. Like Jungkook's forest is being covered with a fearful fog. Even his eyes are laced with concern.

"It's nothing bad," Seokjin tells him. "I just..." he sighs. "Can I try something? Are you okay if I physically touch you in any way?"

Jungkook's lips part and stay open as he tries to figure out how to answer. He seems unsure at first, but then he nods slowly. "Um. Sure..?"

Seokjin didn't think this far ahead. Sure, he thought of a few things he could do—mostly because his omega was itching for anything and everything, so he thought so many things that his head felt like exploding.

He settles on two options and they both lead to the same outcome. Sudden physical touch is known to give away a crush. It's like blushing in a way, except it's not questionable at all—if Jungkook's scent changes in a good way, then he definitely likes Seokjin. There's just no denying or questioning scents. They're factual and reliable.

So, Seokjin's plan is to do one of two things:

Hold his hand or—riskily—kiss his cheek.

Holding his hand would probably make his scent subtly change just like blushing slightly tints your cheeks. But kissing his cheek would probably make his heart race and scent spike a lot better. For absolutely no reason at all, Seokjin decides to do both of them.

He reaches for Jungkook's hand, slipping his fingers in between Jungkook's. His hands are smooth despite how rough they look and Seokjin is almost positive that he uses lotion because there's just no way he doesn't; it's a useless piece of information that Seokjin stores away in the back of his mind.

And his hands are warm, too. It might be chilly outside, but he's clearly warm by nature unlike Seokjin. Again, in the very back of his mind, Seokjin stores this information.

He can't push back the feeling of Jungkook's hand in his, however. Maybe later on he can forget the feeling, but as of right now Seokjin's little hamster tail twitches and he doesn't even notice how his own scent lightens up as Jungkook closes his fingers over his hand as well, holding his hand in return.

And his scent. The whole reason for doing this was to capture his scent in the act of being in love or whatever, but he didn't think Jungkook's scent would swarm over him like the gentlest autumn breeze. Like leaves falling in the same way Jungkook "fell" for him. Like a fresh autumn morning and everything is so nice and calm, peacefully existing.

Despite getting a clear understanding that Jungkook likes having his hand being held by him, Seokjin still leans in from where he's standing, practically lifting himself up onto his toes as he makes the decision to kiss Jungkook's cheek—it's just for more proof.

As expected, Jungkook's scent spikes, his heart likely racing because of how close the omega gets to kiss his cheek. When Seokjin's lips meet Jungkook's skin, his own scent spikes into a sweet fruity bliss. Their scents together makes Seokjin's head go blank, too shocked to realize that the reason their scents smell so wonderful is for a reason.

Completely blocking out the fact that his own scent is sweet, Seokjin pulls away from Jungkook's cheek and looks him in the eyes, noting that he is in fact not lying; scents cannot lie. Jungkook definitely likes him.

"You like me."

Jungkook squeezes his hand, making Seokjin look down at their intertwined fingers—why in the world are they still holding hands?

"Of course I like you," Jungkook says as he caresses his thumb across Seokjin's hand. His scent is still warm and relaxed, and he's got a small, pleased smile on his face. "Are you still questioning whether or not I do? Because I do." He lifts his free hand to Seokjin's face, gently brushing the strands of his bangs out of his eyes. As his fingers graze over Seokjin's sensitive ears, he shudders.

"I was—" Seokjin stutters as he looks into Jungkook's eyes. He's so close, so confident, and staring right back at him. "I-I was just trying to make sure."

"Hm. Well," Jungkook cups Seokjin's cheek, "I'll make sure you know from now on, cutie." He lets his hand fall and pulls his other hand away from Seokjin's, leaving his face and hand cold as the alpha walks away.

Seokjin stares dumbly as Jungkook goes to his apartment down the hall. It's sinful, the way Jungkook glances at him just to smirk, wink, and then walk into his place as if it's nothing. It should be nothing.

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