Soulmates in Disguise

Between Friends and Lovers

As the morning sun filtered through the curtains, Jungkook was busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for the three of them. The aroma of sizzling eggs and fresh coffee and tae filled the apartment, creating a cozy and inviting atmosphere.

In the bedroom, Ria slowly woke up, her eyes adjusting to the soft light. As she turned, she noticed Tae sleeping peacefully next to her. For the first time, she felt a strange, unexplainable pull towards him. It was as if there was an invisible thread connecting them, a feeling she couldn’t quite name. No matter how hard she tried to push it away, it seemed to grow stronger.

Ria’s gaze softened as she traced a gentle finger along Tae’s face. Her touch was light and tender, lingering as she brushed against his mole below his eye. There was a moment of stillness, and she sensed a faint, contented smile playing at his lips.

Tae stirred slightly, his eyes still closed, and murmured with a sleepy, teasing tone, “What are you doing to me, babe? Even in the morning…”

Ria, caught off guard by his words, felt her cheeks flush. Without answering, she pulled her hand away and quickly got up, her heart racing. She fled from the room, leaving Tae behind with a puzzled but amused expression.

As she hurried into the kitchen, Jungkook looked up from the stove, a curious smile on his face. “Everything okay?”

Ria tried to regain her composure, forcing a smile. “Yeah, just needed some fresh air.”

Jungkook nodded, not pressing further, and returned to making breakfast, while Ria’s mind raced with thoughts she couldn’t yet understand.

As Jungkook and Ria set the table, the kitchen was filled with the clatter of dishes and the warmth of their shared morning. Jungkook moved closer to Ria as he placed the dishes, his body brushing against hers in a way that made her heart race. There was an undeniable intensity in his touch, an almost palpable tension that left her feeling on edge.

“Did you sleep well?” Jungkook’s voice was low and intimate, his breath warm against her ear as he spoke. His proximity was suffocating, but it also drew her in, making her pulse quicken.

Ria turned to face him, her eyes wide with a mix of confusion and anticipation. “I—”

Before she could finish, Jungkook leaned in, his lips dangerously close to hers. The air seemed to crackle with the electricity between them, and she could feel her body trembling in response.

“Jungkook, why are you behaving like this?” she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and desire.

Jungkook’s eyes darkened, a fierce intensity in them as he murmured, “I’m done being good.” The words were a growl, sending shivers down her spine, but before she could respond, he stepped back, his expression hardening as he noticed the door opening.

Tae walked in, greeting them with his usual easygoing smile. Unaware of the charged atmosphere, he moved toward Ria and Jungkook, his attention entirely on Ria. “Hey, babe. Why did you run off earlier?” His voice was soft and affectionate, and he wrapped his arms around her shoulders from behind, resting his head against hers.

Ria felt the contrast between Jungkook’s burning intensity and Tae’s gentle, almost possessive touch. She nodded, trying to gather her composure. “Good morning,” she said, her voice strained as she pulled herself from the embrace, trying to diffuse the tension. “Now, let’s eat.”

The three of them sat down, but the weight of the moment between Ria and Jungkook still lingered. Every time her eyes met his, she could feel it—the pull, the desire, the danger that came with it. And yet, beside her, Tae’s presence was constant, unyielding. He had no idea of the storm brewing beneath the surface.