Under the K-Pop spotlight, Jimin, a superstar with a secret melody in his heart, meets Y/N, an Indian girl whose eyes hold a galaxy of secrets. Theirs is a love song sung in whispers, hidden from the world. But fate, a mischievous trickster, throws...
The late-night studio session stretched on, fueled by gallons of coffee and creative energy. In a corner inside the studio, shrouded in the dim glow of a forgotten lamp, Jimin leaned against a stack of fabric rolls, his gaze lost in the tapestry of the night sky peeking through a high window. "You know," he began, his voice dropping to a hushed murmur, "on nights like this, I can't help but feel like anything is possible."
Y/n stood beside him, her heart a hummingbird against her ribs. The air itself crackled with unspoken energy. "It's beautiful," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the soft hum of the studio's ventilation. Her eyes, however, were fixed not on the distant stars, but on the constellation of emotions swirling in Jimin's dark depths.
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He turned to face her, their bodies a whisper apart. With a gentle movement, he tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, his fingertips lingering against her skin, sending a jolt of electricity sparking through her. "Not as beautiful as you," he murmured, his voice husky with unspoken desire.
Y/n's cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of pink as Jimin's playful smile ignited a fire within her, his proximity sending her senses reeling. "Jimin, please," she whispered, her voice trembling with desire, "we shouldn't..."
His eyes sparkled with amusement. "Shouldn't what?" he teased, leaning in a fraction closer. The warmth of his breath danced on her skin.
Y/n's breath hitched. "This," she stammered, her voice laced with a desire she couldn't deny.
His lips curved into a mischievous grin as he closed the distance between them, his warm breath ghosting over her skin. "Why not?" he murmured, his voice a velvety caress that sent shivers racing down her spine. "Are you afraid of getting caught?"
Y/n nodded, her breath hitching as he stepped closer, his presence overwhelming yet exhilarating all at once. "Yes," she admitted softly, her heart pounding in her chest, "but it's not just that. It's... it's just all so overwhelming."
Jimin's gaze softened as he cupped her face in his hands, his touch sending waves of warmth cascading through her. "Let it overwhelm you," he whispered, his voice filled with a tenderness that melted her defenses. "Let it take you where you need to go."
Jimin's hand lingered on hers, his thumb brushing back and forth over her knuckles in a playful rhythm. Y/n couldn't help but giggle, the sound tinkling like wind chimes in the quiet studio. Jimin slowly leaned in......
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