Yn's pov―
The movie flickered on the screen, some action flick I'd picked to distract myself, but Jungkook had other plans. He lounged beside me on the couch in our living room, one arm stretched casually behind my head, his fingers occasionally brushing my shoulder. The room was quiet except for the explosions and dialogue from the TV, but his presence made everything else fade. Every few minutes, he'd glance over, his dark eyes filled with that sinful glint, like he was undressing me in his mind right there.
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