Yn's pov―
Jungkook leaned against the kitchen counter, his sleeves rolled up to expose those strong forearms, veins bulging slightly as he crossed his arms. His dark eyes locked onto mine, that cocky smirk playing on his lips while I tried to ramble about my day. He wasn't listening. Not really. His gaze dropped to my lips, then lower to my legs, tracing the curve of my thighs before flicking back up. Heat pooled in my core just from that look.
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