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Jinkook - Photo Story

A/n : Run BTS episode 119 - Photo story. I bet everyone knows how our Jungkookie felt betrayed by Seokjin. This is my interpretation of what happened next between them.

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As the shoot wrapped up, Jungkook's initial laughter faded. He'd lost the game-and because of Seokjin, his boyfriend, who had secretly been the spy, appearing in nearly all his photos. While the rest of the members congratulated Seokjin on his undercover skills, Jungkook stayed quiet. He chuckled a bit when the members joked about his loss, but everyone could see he was holding back, especially Seokjin.

When they finally returned to their dorm, Jungkook walked straight to his room without looking back, a heavy silence trailing behind him. Seokjin followed, guilt nagging at him. He knocked lightly on Jungkook's door and opened it without waiting for an answer, finding him sitting on his bed, staring at his phone.

"Kookie," Seokjin started softly, closing the door behind him. "Are you really that upset with me?"

Jungkook didn't look up from his phone.

As Seokjin sat down on the edge of Jungkook's bed, he tried to lean into Jungkook's line of sight, but Jungkook just huffed, looking away.

"Kookie, please look at me," Seokjin said softly, pouting as he shuffled closer.

"Nope. I'm ignoring you," Jungkook replied, crossing his arms. "I can't believe you were the spy, hyung. I thought we were a team!"

"But I was only following the rules!" Seokjin said with exaggerated innocence, putting his hands on his chest as if he were the one wounded. "You wouldn't want me to lose the game just for you, right?"

"Yes, actually," Jungkook shot back. "I absolutely would've wanted you to lose for me. What happened to loyalty, Jin-hyung?"

Seokjin scooted closer, nudging Jungkook's shoulder with his own. "Come on, Kookie, don't be like this. You know I can't resist being in photos! Plus, I'm the visual-wouldn't the pictures have looked boring without me?"

Jungkook glanced at him, trying to suppress a smirk, but quickly turned his head again, refusing to give in. "I don't care. You were supposed to be on my side. And now... I lost. Because of you."

Seokjin clasped his hands dramatically and shifted to his knees, looking up at Jungkook with big, pleading eyes. "I promise I didn't mean it like that! I just... I got so into the game, and it was so fun hiding in the background of your photos, watching you try so hard."

"So you enjoyed ruining my game?" Jungkook asked, pretending to be outraged but barely holding back a grin.

"No, no!" Seokjin shook his head fervently. "I enjoyed spending time with you... even if it was undercover. And I did it so well, right? Doesn't that make you proud of me, just a little?"

Jungkook's lips twitched, and he quickly pressed them together. "I'm not proud of you, hyung. I'm mad at you."

Seokjin gasped dramatically, pressing his hand to his chest. "Oh, how will I ever survive? My boyfriend is mad at me!"

Jungkook rolled his eyes, stifling a laugh. "I mean it, hyung. You're not getting off that easily. Do you know how hard I worked on those pictures? And you just swooped in and ruined them all!"

Seokjin clasped his hands together, giving him his best pout. "How about... I make you dinner tonight? Whatever you want, I'll cook it."

Jungkook shook his head. "That's not enough."

"Then..." Seokjin's eyes lit up, "what if I do the dishes afterward?"

"Nope."

Seokjin leaned in even closer, close enough that Jungkook could feel his breath. "Then, how about I spend all night making it up to you?"

Jungkook tried to keep a straight face, but his resolve was starting to waver. "That... depends. Are you really sorry?"

Seokjin put his hand over his heart, nodding earnestly. "I am so sorry, Kookie. I'll never sabotage you in a game again... unless I'm a spy again. In which case, all bets are off."

Jungkook couldn't help it; he burst into laughter, his playful anger crumbling completely. "You're impossible, you know that?"

Seokjin grinned, finally breaking through Jungkook's walls. "But you still love me, right?"

Jungkook sighed, feigning exasperation. "Yeah, yeah, I guess I do... somehow."

Seokjin cheered, wrapping Jungkook in a tight hug. "See? I knew you couldn't stay mad at me! I'm way too cute."

Jungkook rolled his eyes, but he hugged Seokjin back, unable to resist his boyfriend's charms. "You're just lucky I have a soft spot for cute spies."

Seokjin pulled back, poking Jungkook's cheek with a mischievous grin. "And don't you forget it! Now, let's go get ice cream. It's my treat."

"Fine, but don't think this means you're off the hook," Jungkook warned, though his smile had returned.

"Of course, of course," Seokjin said, waving it off. "You can punish me by making me buy you a triple scoop. I'll be your personal spy for the night."

Jungkook chuckled, slipping his hand into Seokjin's as they headed to the door. "Just don't let me catch you spying on me again, hyung. Or next time, I'll be the one sabotaging you."

Seokjin winked, pulling Jungkook close as they walked. "I look forward to it, Mr. Jeon."

And with that, they set off, ready to share a night filled with laughter, ice cream, and plenty of sweet revenge... the best kind of ending, just for them.