"I stand by what I said." Jeongguk purred, his voice dripping with desire as he took a slow, deliberate sip of wine. His tall, lean frame stood silhouetted against the glass wall, commanding a breathtaking view of Seoul's vibrant nightlife. The city lights flickered and danced, reflecting in his eyes as he swirled the wine glass with practiced ease. "And what's that?" Jimin inquired, his initial boredom melting into a keen intrigue. His gaze, partially obscured by the curtain of his hooded eyes, followed Jeongguk's every movement, unable to look away. Jeongguk turned, fixing his intense gaze upon Jimin. One hand seductively slipped into the pocket of his sleek, black silk slacks, the belt cinched tightly around his waist, accentuating his figure. He swallowed the crimson liquid with a slow, deliberate motion, his eyes never leaving Jimin's. With a sultry intensity that made the air crackle with electricity, he declared, "You, my dear, are worth starting a war for." Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together?Some things are too strange and strong to be a coincidence!' .........................................🍃 i write when nothing's right 🌚