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Jungkook's POV

The warm feeling in my chest was not just caused by the relief from the pain of my leg cramps but by the feeling of Bright's chest against mine as I hugged him tightly. Even after Win announced that the meat on the grill was starting to get burned and everybody rushed back to where the grill was, I refused to let go of Bright. I continued to hide my face into his upper chest. I could actually feel and hear his heart thudding loudly into my forehead. The sound and the feel of his heart against my skin was giving me an all time high that I had never experienced before. It was more overwhelming than the rush I would feel whenever my group mates and I would walk onto the stage and be greeted by the loud shrieks and applause from our adoring fans.

"Jungkook?" Bright's voice startled me out of my inner thoughts.

I moved my face away from his chest and looked up to meet his questioning gaze. My eyes automatically landed on his sensuously formed lips. I longed so much to feel them on mine.

As if reading my thoughts, he started to lower his face.

"Bright," Win's soft voice interrupted the magical moment.

Bright instantly turned his face around and away from me.

"The others are waiting for you and Jungkook to join them," Win said, sounding apologetic as if he felt sorry for interrupting my magical moment with Bright.

"Are you able to put your weight on your left leg and foot?" Bright asked me, concern written all over his face.

"I'm not sure," I said.

"Let's test it," Bright said, helping me up to my feet.

He wrapped his arm around me, his other hand supporting my waist.

"Ow," I said softly when I felt the pain on my foot.

Bright immediately scooped me into his strong arms and carried me towards where everybody was waiting for us to join them.

Taehyung rushed to fetch the beach chair and placed it on the sand close to the rest of the group. Bright slowly lowered me to sit comfortably on the chair.

"Thank you," I said softly into his ear.

"Let me get you a plate of food," Bright offered, already walking towards the wooden table that stood close to where the grill was.

Taehyung pushed him aside.

"No need to do that," I heard Taehyung say to Bright. "I have already prepared a plate of food for him."

"Oh, okay, thank you," Bright said.

"No need to thank me," Taehyung said with a smile.

I noticed Win looking expectantly at Bright.

Bright turned to him asking, "Would you like me to fetch you a plate of food?"

"It's alright," Win said. "I can make it myself."

'Of course you can make it yourself,' I thought grumpily, still a bit upset at him for interrupting Bright's and my magical moment earlier.

Win went over to the wooden table and picked up a paper plate from one of the grocery bags. He noticed, and I noticed as well, that Namjoon was wiping away Jin's lower lip with his thumb. Namjoon had brought a piece of grilled giant squid over which he had squeezed some lemon juice and the juice was dripping from Jin's mouth.

Win quickly moved away, not wanting to interrupt that intimate moment between Jin and Namjoon. If only he had also felt the same way about Bright and my intimate moment. And then again, could I consider our would-have-been kiss an intimate moment? I shook my head and scolded myself for entertaining delusional thoughts about Bright. I was not even sure if he had indeed intended to kiss me. Maybe he was just studying a speck of dust in my eyes.

"Thank you, hyung," I said to Taehyung when he handed me my plate of food. It was piled high with fragrant white rice on one side and layers of grilled strips of beef and grilled jumbo shrimps and rings of grilled giant squid.

"Just holler if you need a second serving," he said walking away.

I was about to ask him why he was walking away from me when I realized that he was walking towards Win. He and Win seemed to have a lot of things to talk about.

"Taehyung forgot to bring you a drink," Bright suddenly appeared before me, handing me a tumbler of pineapple juice.

How did he know that pineapple juice was my absolute favorite drink?

My heart started racing fast and loudly against my chest once more.

"Thank you, Bright," I said as I accepted the drink, my voice just slightly above a whisper because I felt a bit breathless.

"My pleasure," I heard him say as he slowly lowered himself onto the sand at my feet.

"Here let me peel the shrimp for you," he said, taking one of the jumbo shrimps from my plate and starting to remove the hard shell from it.

Suddenly I heard the sound of a chuckle behind me.

"Stop babying him," I heard Jimin say to Bright as he walked in front of me, a transparent green bottle of soju in one hand and a barbecue stick with several pieces of chicken attached to it in his other hand. "He gets babied by the rest of us because he is the youngest in our group. The way things are going, he will never grow up."

"Go away, Jimin," I said to him testily.

"Leave us alone, my friend," I heard Bright say to Jimin in a more courteous voice than mine but there was a hint of authority in it.

Jimin raised high an eyebrow at Bright but walked away as he was told.

My heart started to sing and sway crazily in my chest.