Head officer Park Jimin tires solve an unsolved murders of serial killer who became the main topic in Seoul which frightened the entire country with the help of Doctor Min Yoongi who is the best and youngest surgeon in the country. Will they be abl...
Two to three weeks later, Jimin found himself making his way to Yoongi's workplace, the hospital where Yoongi was an award-winning senior doctor. As Jimin entered the building, he felt a familiar warmth growing in his chest. They had begun dating, and despite their tight schedules, they made every effort to spend time together, cherishing each moment.
As Jimin spotted Yoongi, who was just finishing his afternoon shift, he walked up quietly behind him and gently held Yoongi's hand, letting his fingers interlace with Yoongi's. Yoongi smiled, already knowing who it was without needing to turn around.
"Jimin," Yoongi greeted softly, turning to face him with a warm smile. "You made it."
Jimin returned the smile, his eyes reflecting the affection he felt. "Of course. I wouldn't miss this for the world."
After Yoongi changed out of his work clothes, the two of them left the hospital together. As promised, Yoongi took Jimin to a dinner date—a special evening he had planned with great care. They arrived at a beautiful rooftop restaurant, the atmosphere intimate and calming. The night was perfect, with a gentle breeze that carried the faint scent of flowers, and the sky above was clear, revealing a blanket of stars.
Their table was set for a candlelight dinner, with soft, flickering lights casting a warm glow over everything. The meal was simple yet exquisite—Lemon-Rosemary-Garlic Chicken and Potatoes, a dish Yoongi knew Jimin would love.
As they sat across from each other, their hands naturally found each other again. They talked quietly, sharing stories and laughter, and for a while, they completely forgot the demands of their restless working hours. The stress of their jobs faded away in the presence of each other, replaced by the comfort and joy they found in their growing relationship.
The night was theirs, a perfect blend of love and serenity, as they enjoyed each other's company in the peaceful, starry night.
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As the dinner came to an end, Yoongi and Jimin lingered at the table, reluctant to leave the peaceful ambiance of the rooftop. But eventually, they stood up, hand in hand, and made their way back to Yoongi's car. The drive to Jimin's apartment was filled with comfortable silence, each of them savoring the warmth of the evening and the quiet thrill of being together.
When they arrived, Yoongi parked the car and walked Jimin to the door of his apartment. They exchanged a few words, small talk that neither of them really focused on, their minds both lingering on the feelings bubbling just below the surface. As they reached the door, Jimin turned to Yoongi with a soft smile.
"Thank you for tonight," Jimin said, his voice low and filled with sincerity.
"Anytime," Yoongi replied, his heart pounding slightly as he looked into Jimin's eyes.
They shared a brief hug, but as Jimin slowly pulled back, he didn't let go completely. Instead, he leaned in closer, his breath warm against Yoongi's skin. Before Yoongi could process what was happening, Jimin's lips gently met his, the kiss soft and tentative at first. Yoongi was momentarily dumbfounded, his mind going blank as Jimin's warmth surrounded him.
But then, instincts took over, and Yoongi kissed Jimin back, their lips moving together with increasing urgency. The kiss deepened, becoming more passionate, and soon they were both breathless, their bodies pressed against each other as if trying to erase the distance between them.
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Yoongi pulled back slightly, his voice husky as he began to ask, "Jimin, do you want to continue or—"
But before he could finish his question, Jimin silenced him with another kiss, more forceful this time. He didn't hesitate as he grabbed Yoongi's hand and led him inside, straight to the bedroom. Yoongi's lips curled into a smirk as he followed, excitement and desire coursing through him. He quickly shrugged off his shirt, his movements filled with a mix of urgency and eagerness. The sight of Yoongi's bare chest and the raw desire in his eyes made Jimin's heart race even faster.
The next few moments were a blur of passion and need. They fell onto the bed, their bodies tangling together in a heated embrace. Hands roamed freely, exploring the planes of each other's skin, their touches becoming more desperate as the intensity between them grew.
Yoongi's lips found their way to Jimin's neck, trailing kisses along the sensitive skin, eliciting soft gasps from Jimin. His fingers traced patterns down Yoongi's back, pulling him closer, as if trying to fuse them together. The air was thick with tension, every kiss, every touch driving them closer to the edge.
Their movements were a perfect blend of love and raw desire, a dance of intimacy that left them both trembling. The night stretched on, filled with whispered words and soft moans, each moment a testament to the deep connection they had built.
As the hours passed, the initial urgency began to ebb, replaced by a slow, tender rhythm. They took their time, savoring every moment, every kiss, every touch. It wasn't just about the physical connection; it was about the emotions they had kept hidden for so long, now finally allowed to surface.
By the time the night ended, they lay entwined in each other's arms, their breathing finally slowing, hearts still beating in sync. The room was silent except for the sound of their soft breathing, the air heavy with the scent of their shared passion.
Jimin rested his head on Yoongi's chest, feeling the steady rise and fall as Yoongi's hand gently stroked his hair. Neither of them spoke, but words weren't necessary. They had said everything they needed to with their actions.
As sleep began to claim them, Jimin whispered, "Thank you, Yoongi," his voice filled with contentment.
Yoongi smiled softly, pressing a kiss to Jimin's forehead. "I should be the one thanking you," he replied, his voice equally tender.
With that, they drifted off to sleep, the warmth of each other's presence a perfect end to their unforgettable night.
