"Jungkook, are you sure about this?" Taehyung asked over the phone, his voice filled with uncertainty. He was preparing his documents for a flight, his plans disrupted by a delay.

"I'm sure Taehyung, one hundred percent." Jungkook answered with a confident voice. "When is your arrival?"

"Sorry man, my flight got delayed," Taehyung explained, his voice casual. "But I already bought the magazine you asked me for."

Without hesitation, Jungkook changed the subject. "What do you think about Seokjin?" he asked, his voice filled with intrigue.

Taehyung glanced at the magazine he was holding, his thoughts momentarily distracted. "He's cute and charming," he replied. "I can't believe this guy doesn't have a lover."

Jungkook chuckled. "Dude, he's desperate to get married. Besides, your mom wants you to get married."

Taehyung nodded, realizing the truth in Jungkook's words. "Alright, I need to know about Seokjin's personality and family background," he said, his voice filled with determination.

"You won't regret it," Jungkook assured him, hanging up the call. As soon as he ended the call, a sad expression appeared on his face.

Habeom noticed the change in his mood. "Hyung, are you alright?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.

Jungkook quickly masked his sadness with a smile. "Why are we standing here? Let's go to Kim's Manor," he said, his voice cheerful.

Habeom watched his hyung closely, his worry growing. "Until when will his happy face last?" he thought to himself, his heart aching for Jungkook.

~~~~~~

At Kim's Manor, the weekend reunion was in full swing. Everyone was enjoying each other's company, laughter filling the air. The children played happily, their energy boundless.

Seokjin, ever the doting uncle, chased after the children, his playful spirit matching theirs. As they ran and played, Seokjin became covered in sweat, his clothes soaked. He needed to change his niece's clothes, and Jungkook couldn't help but capture the moment with his camera.

As he watched Seokjin interact with the children, Jungkook couldn't help but smile. He imagined Seokjin as a father, surrounded by his own loving family. The thought filled him with a warm sense of contentment.

The happiness continued to radiate through the room as the adults danced around the children, their laughter infectious. The children watched in delight, their eyes wide with wonder.

Seokjin, sitting peacefully, cradled his six-month-old nephew in his arms. As he watched the dancers, his eyes were drawn to Jungkook, a soft smile playing on his lips.

Jimin, enjoying a piece of bread, sat beside his best friend, noticing Seokjin's intense gaze towards Jungkook. Jimin chuckled softly.

As the night drew to a close, everyone said their goodbyes. Seokjin's aunt and uncle, surprisingly energetic, joined Jungkook and Habeom in a final dance. Seokjin couldn't help but laugh at their enthusiasm, bidding them farewell with a warm hug.

Habeom bid that he was going to prepare the pickup truck, and Jungkook continued to dance, his spirits high. In a moment of carefree abandon, he danced close to Seokjin, their bodies accidentally touching. To their shock, their lips brushed against each other.

A stunned silence fell over the group. Even Habeom slapped himself, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Sorry, Seokjin," Jungkook stammered, his face flushed. "I'm going now." He rushed to the truck, his heart pounding in his chest.

"Yes, have a great night," Seokjin stood there, his mind racing. He stared at the fading vehicle, a strange smile creeping across his face. Suddenly, he chuckled and turned to the wiping windshield laughed.

Lying in bed, Seokjin couldn't believe what had just happened. The accidental kiss with Jungkook, the strange feeling that followed, the wiping windshield laugh – it was all a sign. He was in love.

With a chuckle, Seokjin looked at his mother's framed photo. "Eomma, I'm in love," he whispered, his voice filled with a mix of joy and disbelief. As he lay under the duvet, his heart raced with excitement, the realization of his newfound feelings washing over him.

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Back at his apartment, Jungkook couldn't shake the memory of the accidental kiss with Seokjin. He loved it, he couldn't deny it. But the realization filled him with doubt. He had always cherished his single life, his freedom, and independence.

Now, his mind was in turmoil. The kiss had ignited a spark within him, a spark that threatened to disrupt the life he had built for himself. As he lay in bed, his thoughts raced, his heart torn between his desire for love and his fear of change. He let himself drift into a dreamland, hoping for answers that would ease his troubled mind.

As Jungkook slept peacefully, a disturbing nightmare began to unfold. In the first scene, he found himself in a glamorous club, surrounded by beautiful and alluring women. Their attention flattered him, and he basked in their admiration.

But then, a chilling twist occurred. Chains appeared, binding Jungkook tightly. To his horror, he saw Seokjin standing before him, his appearance transformed into a menacing figure from an old-fashioned era. With a look of anger, Seokjin pulled Jungkook away from the women, his grip unrelenting.

In the second scene of Jungkook's nightmare, Jungkook carried a crying baby, decide to go to their room. He was horrified to see a bunch of malnourished children playing with Seokjin. He was more horrified when he saw Seokjin face to young and beauty turn to an old fat ugly face. Seokjin laughed, his mouth filled with bad breath and multiple decaying teeth. Jungkook screamed in horror.

Jungkook found himself at a dining table, surrounded by a daunting pile of paperwork. Tax returns, loan agreements, and financial budgets lay scattered before him. To his dismay, Seokjin was also there, his once slender figure now plump and rounded. He wore a long-sleeved pajama, his expression filled with a sinister glint.

A group of children, their faces contorted with malicious glee, stood behind Seokjin. They laughed at Jungkook, their laughter echoing in his mind. Terrified and overwhelmed, Jungkook let out a blood-curdling scream, jolting awake from his nightmare.

As Jungkook woke up from his initial nightmare, he felt a sense of relief. He thought the terrifying ordeal was over. But to his astonishment, he saw Seokjin sleeping peacefully beside him, his face serene and relaxed.

He was grateful that the nightmare was behind him. However, his relief was short-lived. As he continued to gaze at Seokjin, his eyes widened in horror. Seokjin's face began to age rapidly, his youthful features morphing into those of an elderly man. The transformation was unsettling, but it was the final image that sent chills down Jungkook's spine.

The aged face turned into a skull, its empty eye sockets staring at Jungkook with an eerie intensity. A chilling voice, seemingly emanating from the skull, spoke directly to him: "Jungkook, wake up!"

Terrified, Jungkook screamed, his voice echoing through the quiet night. It was then that he realized Seokjin was shaking him awake. Apparently, Seokjin had thought Jungkook was having a nightmare, and he had tried to rouse him from his troubled sleep.

Then, Jungkook woke up again and looked around.

"Thank God, it's all a nightmare."