Love Begins at Jeju

15-Jin's obsession

Day1- Jeju staycasion....

Jungkook just couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away from the older man. After that wild kiss, he felt like his entire world had been turned upside down. His mind was racing, his heart pounding in his chest, and he was still trying to process everything that had just happened.

How was he supposed to address it? He couldn't even find the right words. Seokjin—Jin, as he liked to call him—had been so dominant, so commanding in a way Jungkook had never experienced before. The kiss itself had been intense, a perfect blend of passion and authority, leaving him breathless and confused.

Jungkook had always admired that sort of alpha male energy in the novels he devoured, but seeing it in the flesh, in Seokjin, was entirely different. Seokjin had a presence about him that was impossible to ignore, and Jungkook could feel it pulling him in, despite his internal resistance.

He sat there on the couch, nervously fidgeting with his fingers, his thoughts a chaotic mess. Finally, Seokjin spoke, his voice low and teasing.

"You're still thinking about it, aren't you?" Jin said with a smirk, his eyes glinting with mischief.

Jungkook froze, his face flushing a deep red as he avoided Seokjin's gaze. "I... I don't know what you're talking about," he stammered, trying to sound casual, but failing miserably.

Seokjin laughed softly, a deep, rich sound that made Jungkook’s heart skip a beat. "It's okay. You don't have to admit it right away. But don't think I haven't noticed how you can't keep your eyes off me."

Jungkook’s cheeks burned even hotter. He could feel the weight of Seokjin’s gaze, and it made his stomach flutter in ways he wasn’t prepared for. His mind screamed for him to say something, anything, but his voice caught in his throat.

Seokjin leaned in closer, his presence overwhelming. "You know," he began, his voice low and intimate, "you were always so shy around me. But now, after that kiss, I can see you’re not as innocent as you pretend to be."

Jungkook swallowed hard, his pulse quickening. "I... I didn't mean for it to happen like that," he muttered, trying to explain, but the words seemed inadequate.

Seokjin’s expression softened, though there was still a playful glint in his eyes. "I didn't say it was a bad thing. In fact, I like seeing this side of you," he said, his fingers lightly brushing Jungkook’s arm, sending a jolt of electricity through him. "But I have to admit, it makes me want more."

Jungkook’s breath caught in his throat. The intensity of Seokjin’s words, the way he said them so confidently, made him feel small and vulnerable. But there was something else too—a warmth, a comfort in Seokjin’s dominance, something Jungkook had never expected but couldn’t help but crave.

"I don't know what to do with all this," Jungkook whispered, his voice barely audible. "It feels... overwhelming."

Seokjin chuckled softly, his hand resting on Jungkook’s shoulder.
"That's okay. You don’t need to figure it all out right now. Just know that we're on the same paage." He paused, his gaze deepening.

Jungkook looked up, meeting Seokjin’s eyes for the first time since the kiss. There was something raw and genuine in those eyes, something that made his heart ache.

Seokjin’s gaze never left Jungkook’s, and the younger man felt a shiver run down his spine. The way Jin looked at him, so certain, so confident, it was almost as if he could see straight through him. Jungkook’s heart was racing, his mind still trying to catch up with what had just happened—and with what might happen next.

"Jungkook," Seokjin's voice was soft but firm, commanding attention. His hand slowly slid from Jungkook’s shoulder to the back of his neck, his fingers gently yet possessively curling around the skin there. The touch sent a wave of warmth through Jungkook’s body, and his breath hitched.