FALLING IN LOVE WITH YOU PARK JIMIN || JIKOOK

♡14.Normal Is Overrated♡

Yuna dusted the pink blush on the model's face when the model started talking about Park Nam-Min, causing Yuna to lose grip on her brush, letting it slip from her hold.

The model looked confused. "I'm sorry," Yuna said quickly, picking up the brush and resuming her work, trying to finish the makeup look.

The model giggled, oblivious to Yuna’s reaction. "Gosh, he is so handsome! Can you believe he’s single? And those blue eyes… it’s like he fell straight from heaven. They could mesmerize anyone!"

Yuna's expression darkened slightly as she felt a possessive pang in her chest. She brushed the blush on more firmly than necessary, causing the model to flinch.

“Ouch! Uh… everything okay?” the model asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah. Sorry,” Yuna replied curtly, barely looking at her. She quickly finished up, not bothering to hide her irritation. Without another word, she packed up her tools and left the model in confusion, striding briskly to her cabin.

As she shut the door, she took a deep breath, trying to shake off the unfamiliar jealousy that had surged up. Her thoughts drifted back to Nam-Min, and she felt the urge to regain her composure before anyone else noticed her sudden reaction.

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"Park Nam-Min is everywhere," Mrs. Jeon remarked to Granny as they both sipped their coffees.

"Yes, he is. The Parks are really something we can't beat. It’s better if we stay on good terms with them in the future," Granny voiced her concern, knowing that in the business world, one shouldn't go against the Parks’ rules; those who did seemed to disappear into thin air.

Mrs. Jeon nodded in agreement, her thoughts drifting to her son. “I just hope Jungkook doesn’t get caught up in anything he shouldn’t,” she sighed, glancing at the clock. “I wonder why he's so late again. He hasn’t picked up any of my calls.”

Granny patted Mrs. Jeon’s hand reassuringly, though she shared the same worry. "He's young, dear. Probably just out with friends, forgetting the time. But boys his age… I just hope he's careful."

Mrs. Jeon forced a smile, but an unsettled feeling lingered.

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"Jungkook?" Jimin softly caressed the younger’s chin with the back of his hand, his eyes holding a lot of unspoken words as he gazed at him.

"Yes?" Jungkook whispered in a very low tone, causing a shiver to run down Jimin's spine. Jungkook loved this — the way Jimin was drawn to him, the silent permission he felt Jimin was giving. The older hadn’t voiced his feelings yet, but Jungkook could sense a different vibe, especially tonight.

Jungkook began to reciprocate, gently mirroring Jimin's touch along his chin. Their hair brushed lightly together, and Jimin started to feel nervous, catching the warmth of Jungkook's breath so close to his own. It was a feeling Jimin couldn’t quite put into words. His skin flushed pink, goosebumps trailing across his arms, and his blue eyes grew teary from the intensity of the moment.

"Do you know how you look right now?" Jungkook whispered, gently thumbing Jimin’s chin, prompting him to meet his gaze, looking like a lost kitten.

"H-How?" Jimin stammered, nervously biting his pink lips as their noses brushed, sending shivers through him, his body writhing subtly on the mattress.

"Beautiful..." Jungkook breathed, his voice almost a pant. He felt an intense urge to kiss him but held back.

"I know... tell me more," Jimin murmured, his voice barely audible.