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A story about the complexities of love, whether it is a matter of destiny or choices.
What happens when the fate of three strangers intertwine? Who will be the endgame?
"Everything happens according to destiny." ~ Jin
"Don't you feel...
Jin stood in front of the mirror. He scanned his outfit. It was a perfect fit. He wondered how Jungkook was able to know his proportions.
Was he able to estimate his body proportions while hugging him? Or did he go through his cabinet when he stayed for the night?
Whatever... Doesn't matter, Jin shrugged the questions off.
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The clothes were similar to what Jungkook was wearing. He really wanted us to have a couple attire, Jin annoyingly giggled at the thought.
Feeling ready, Jin went to the living room.
***
Upon seeing Jin, Jungkook was captivated by the sinful sight in front of him. He was ogling at Jin's figure. The low v-neckline exposed his milky chest and kissable collarbones. The tight pants gave justice to his curves.
Jungkook treaded closer to Jin. He rested both of his hands on his tiny waist. Leaning to his ear, he whispered, "You're smoking hot, babe... even my pants are falling for you." He inhaled Jin's scent, "You also smell good. You smell like love."
His flirtatious actions earned another slap from Jin. "I swear to god, Jungkook. You have no shame."
"Yes, shameless... exclusively for you" Jungkook laughed loudly. "And you owe me two French kisses now! Jin, I personally believe you're slapping me on purpose. Do you want me to kiss you that bad?"
"What the hell, Jungkook!"
***
The ride towards the restaurant was quite tensed. Jungkook kept on shifting in his seat.
"Are you okay, Jungkook?" Jin asked with a worried voice.
"With you looking like that? Hell NO! I'm struggling down here. And my imagination is going wild. I'm quite perverted, I think you already know that." Jungkook whined while taking a peek on his pants.
"Get out of your imagination. It's not good there. And focus on the road. I'm too young to die in a car crash." Jin retorted.
"Speaking of death. Am I still alive? I think, when I first saw you with those clothes, I died on the spot. Can you please grab my crotch... I mean... pinch my cheek to affirm that I am still alive?"
Jin let out his signature windshield wiper laugh. Jungkook is such a pervert, but a perverted gentleman.
Mesmerized, Jungkook smiled at the scene. "I like the way you laugh. It sounds like music to my ears."
The bunny smile made Jin feel wonders. He can't help but blush again. "You are the one who asked me to wear this."
"Yep. No regrets. You're gorgeous! Don't worry about me. The growing bulge in my pants is my problem. I will get through this struggle. You're safe with me. You know that I will never do something without your permission. I have good self-control. The only problem would be if you will seduce me. If you initiate an intimate act, I might give in... like what happened that night. Good thing, I snapped back to my senses. If not, we would have done something that we would regret the next day." Jungkook reassured Jin without taking his eyes on the road.
