✦ 𝐂 𝐇 𝐀 𝐏 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑   𝐎 𝐍 𝐄 𓄹 ᘚ݁
. ᘛ 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠  ╱  𝐼𝐌 𝑴𝐈 𝑹𝐴𝐸
── ★ ˙ ̟💌 !! 𝒲𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝐢𝙩 𝘣𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝘂𝗽 𝘵𝘩𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘢 𝗿𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝙢𝙖𝑦ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝑖𝑡'𝒔 𝗼𝕦𝕣 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

꒰   𝐒 𝐄 𝐓 𝐓 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 𝐒   ֺ  ⋆ .
𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑒     ֺ ָ ⋆    𝅛     𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑
𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗌   𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒇    🎀   𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽   𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍   𝗌𝗂𝗓𝖾  ♥︎

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 2 𝐀𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐎, and the usual quiet hum of the equipment filled the space. Rae was hunched over her laptop, tweaking a melody that wasn't quite right, while Jungkook sat on the couch strumming softly on his guitar. Despite the peace around them, Rae's stomach growled loudly, cutting through the stillness. She glanced at Jungkook with wide eyes, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Jungkook looked up with a sly smile. "Hungry?" he asked teasingly, raising an eyebrow. Rae tried to play it off, but her stomach growled again, louder this time.

"I swear I just ate dinner three hours ago," she muttered, rubbing her stomach. "What is it with my body and late-night cravings?"

Without a word, Jungkook slid off the couch and disappeared into a drawer of the kitchenette. Rae could hear the rustling of wrappers, and moments later, he reappeared holding a bag of chis, a pack of chocolate, and a bottle of soda.

"I knew you'd get hungry. I came prepared," Jungkook said with a grin, handing her the chips.

Rae's face lit up as she took the chips. "You're the best, baby!" she exclaimed, already opening the bag. She crunched into a few chips as Jungkook opened his chocolate bar, leaning back on the couch.

"Now," he said, his eyes narrowing playfully, "let's see who finishes first."

The two spent the next few minutes eating and laughing at the ridiculousness of their late-night snack battle. Jungkook stretched out lazily, watching Rae devour the chips. "Okay, I admit it," he started, leaning back with a mock sigh. "I was trying to see if I could make you lose track of time."

"I'm never losing track of time," Rae retorted with a devilish smile. "You're not going to win this."

By the time she had finished the chips, Jungkook was halfway through his chocolate. "You're definitely the competitive one," he teased, smiling softly as Rae wiped her hands on a paper towel.

Rae threw a playful glare at him. "It's called being focused. Now you owe me dessert."

𝐑𝐀𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 together. The soft glow of morning sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting a warm light over their tangled sheets. But today, she woke up shivering. The room was cold, and as her eyes blinked open, she realized that Jungkook had somehow managed to steal all the blanket during the night.

Shte squinted at him, finding him curled up on his side, his entire body buried under the fluffy duvet. Not even a sliver was left for her.

"Jungkook," she groaned, trying to pry the blanket from his grasp, but he just rolled over, completely unaware.

She huffed and tugged again, this time using a bit more force. "Jungkook!"

His eyes cracked open lazily, and he blinked at her in confusion, clearly not processing the situation. "Hmm?"

"Give me the blanket," Rae said with a pout on her lips, pulling the covers tighter around herself. "I'm freezing!"

Jungkook smiled sleepily. "You know the deal." Without another word, he reached out a hand and pulled Rae into his cocoon of warmth, her front towards him and the blanket now wrapped tightly around both of them. Rae threw her leg over his waist as she cuddled closer to him.

She couldn't help but laugh at how easily he got away with it. "You're impossible."

"You're just lucky I'm cute," Jungkook replied with a mischievous grin. He placed a kiss on her forehead before burying his face into her hair, finally letting her enjoy the warmth.

Rae melted into his embrace, her earlier frustration forgotten. "Fine. You win this time."

𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐅 rehearsals, and everyone was ready to call it quits when Jungkook suddenly started tapping his foot to a beat that only he could hear. Rae, sitting nearby, raised an eyebrow and smirked. “What are you doing?”

He glanced at her with a playful smile. “Just feeling the rhythm.”

“I bet you couldn’t out-dance me if you tried,” Rae teased, standing up and stretching dramatically.

“Oh, I’m definitely going to win this,” Jungkook said with a confident smirk.

The rest of the members started gathering around, sensing a challenge was about to go down. The lights dimmed slightly, and the impromptu dance-off began. Rae and Jungkook took turns busting out their best moves, each one trying to outdo the other.

Jungkook’s fluid body rolls made everyone cheer, while Rae responded with sharp, exaggerated hip-hop moves. They both went all in, doing everything from moonwalking to spin kicks, leaving the other members in stitches.

At one point, Rae attempted a high-energy twirl but lost her footing and almost fell. Jungkook, quick on his feet, caught her mid-spin, his hands steady on her waist. “Careful there,” he said, holding her close with a teasing glint in his eyes.

“Nice try, I almost had you,” Rae said, grinning up at him.

“You’re lucky I caught you,” Jungkook shot back, but there was no hiding the affection in his eyes.

Finally, the game ended when Jungkook tried to do a backflip and ended up on the floor in a heap of limbs. The entire studio erupted in laughter.

“You win for effort,” Rae said, holding out her hand to pull him up. He smiled sheepishly.

“I think we both win,” Jungkook said, taking  her hand and chuckling as Rae squealed after he twirled her around, before pulling her towards him.

𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐎𝐎𝐍, Jungkook decided he was going to surprise Rae with freshly baked cookies. He’d seen a recipe online and was determined to make it from scratch. With Rae busy in the studio, he thought it was the perfect moment to show her his baking skills.

Two hours later, Rae walked into the kitchen, the smell of burnt sugar immediately assaulting her senses.

“What happened here?” she asked, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of Jungkook, covered in flour from head to toe. He stood in front of a tray of cookies that had somehow turned into a charred, blackened mess.

“I followed the recipe,” Jungkook said sheepishly, lifting up one of the cookies with a pair of tongs. “But I think I... miscalculated the oven temperature.”

Rae tried one of the cookies, squinting as the burnt taste hit her tongue. “I think you added too much salt... and possibly burned the entire batch.”

Jungkook looked down at the tray, his face falling. “I’m sorry, baby. I wanted to do something nice.”

Rae smiled, walking over to him and pulling him into a tight hug. “It’s the thought that counts. I appreciate it, my love. But maybe... we should stick to takeout for dessert tonight?”

Jungkook chuckled, pressing his forehead against hers, before pressing a soft kiss to her lips. “Deal.”

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐔𝐌 was electric as fans filled the stands, cheering for their favorite idols. BTS was up next in the sprinting competition, and all eyes were on Jungkook. The team’s secret weapon. Rae thought to herself. The group huddled together near the starting line, but Rae stood out as the loudest and most enthusiastic supporter.

Jungkook crouched into position, his expression focused and determined. Rae knelt beside him for a quick pep talk, her voice brimming with confidence. “You’ve got this, Jungkook,” She firmly stated, her eyes meeting his. “Just stay calm and remember your training. Show them why you’re the Golden Maknae.”

Jungkook chuckled lightly, his nerves easing at her words. “No pressure, right?”

Rae grinned and gave him a playful nudge. “No pressure, but if you don’t win, I’m eating your snacks tonight.”

The other members laughed, but Rae’s encouragement clearly made an impact. As the whistle blew, Jungkook shot off the starting line like a bolt of lightning, his speed leaving everyone in awe. Rae was on her feet, yelling at the top of her lungs, “Go, Jungkook! You’re amazing!”

When Jungkook crossed the finish line first, securing victory for their group, Rae was the first to run up to him. She threw her arms around him in excitement, laughing as she shouted, “I knew you could do it! That was incredible!”

Jungkook, slightly breathless but beaming, replied, “I guess I get to keep my snacks, huh?”

The female laughed, patting his back. “For now. But seriously, you were amazing out there.”

Their heartfelt exchange made fans swoon, and the moment was replayed endlessly by ARMYs, cementing it as one of the most wholesome ISAC highlights.

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 studio, and Jungkook was wearing his oversized hoodie—one that Rae always adored. She walked over to him, giving him a pleading look. “Can I borrow that hoodie? It looks so comfy.”

Jungkook, being his usual teasing self, raised an eyebrow. “You’ve already stolen three of my hoodies, Rae.”

“I’ll return it this time, promise,” she said, batting her eyelashes.

With a dramatic sigh, Jungkook took off the hoodie and handed it over to her. Rae quickly put it on, smiling at how cozy it felt.

“You look good in it,” Jungkook said with a grin. “But now you owe me.”

“Oh, I do, do I?” Rae raised an eyebrow as she pulled the hoodie tighter around herself. She then pulled him down, placing a peck on his soft lips.

Later, she returned to her seat, only to find Jungkook sneaking up behind her and trying to take her hoodie in return. “What are you doing?” Rae asked, narrowing her eyes playfully.

“I’m just making sure it’s returned,” Jungkook said with a mischievous grin, pulling the hoodie off her shoulders. The female pouted at him, watching as he bent down towards her level. He then kissed her, biting her bottom lip playfully.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐙𝐙𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 excitement, kids running past with cotton candy, and the faint screams of thrill-seekers echoing in the air. Rae stood at the base of the park’s tallest roller coaster, arms crossed and glaring at Jungkook.

“I can’t believe you talked me into this,” she muttered.

“You’ll thank me later,” Jungkook said, grinning as he tugged her hand, pulling her to his chest.

The climb to the top felt like an eternity. Rae clung to Jungkook’s arm, her nails digging into his jacket. “This is a mistake. This is a huge mistake.”

When the ride dropped, Rae screamed so loudly it rivaled the coaster’s roar and held his arm tightly. Jungkook, meanwhile, had his hand in the air, laughing hysterically.

When they finally stumbled off, Rae’s legs wobbled like jelly. “Never again. I can't even feel my legs,” she said, glaring at him.

“Come on, you survived!” Jungkook teased, wrapping an arm around her. “You were adorable the whole time.”

“Adorable?” Rae shot him a look but couldn’t hide her small smile.

𝐑𝐀𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌, only to find Jungkook sipping coffee, looking completely casual in a black hoodie and ripped jeans.

“Is that what you’re wearing today?” she asked, glancing at his outfit.

“Yeah, why?” Jungkook asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.

“Because, guess what?” Rae asked, a playful grin tugging at her lips.

Jungkook looked at her curiously, but as Rae spun around, she revealed that she was wearing the exact same outfit: a black hoodie and ripped jeans.

“Are you kidding me?” Jungkook laughed, shaking his head. “We look like... like... matching dorks!”

Rae joined in the laughter, shaking her head. “It was not intentional, okay?”

But their friends thought it was hilarious. “Aww, you two look so cute!” one of them teased when they met up later.

“You guys really match,” another friend chimed in, grinning.

“Couple goals, right?” Jungkook said, winking at Rae and wrapping his arm around her waist.

“Well, next time, I’m picking the outfit,” Rae retorted with a smirk. “I’m not trying to look like your twin.”

“You’re lucky I think you look great in everything,” Jungkook replied, pulling her into a hug and pressing a kiss to her head.

𝐑𝐀𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 painting was a great stress-reliever, so she’d convinced Jungkook to have an art night. They spread out a tarp in their living room, set up two canvases, and put on some calming music.

“This will be fun,” Rae said, dipping her brush into a vibrant green. “Just paint whatever comes to mind.”

Jungkook nodded, his brows furrowed in concentration as he began sketching with pencil first. Rae glanced over and saw him stealing glances at her.

“Are you drawing me?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Maybe,” Jungkook replied smugly, refusing to elaborate.

An hour later, Jungkook put down his brush and called her over. “Okay, I’m done. Look!”

Rae’s jaw dropped when she saw his painting. It was a cartoonish version of her, and yet it looked exactly like her.

“Babe, this is so beautiful! I love it!” Rae exclaimed as a gasp left her lips. "I will definitely hang this up in our bedroom."

“I'm glad you love it, baby.” Jungkook responded, smiling widely as he watched Rae appreciate his art work.

By the end of the night, only Jungkook created anything resembling actual art, while Rae had only drawn a simple forest. The paint splattered across their clothes and faces told a better story than any canvas could.

𝐀 𝐅𝐄𝐖 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐎, 𝐑𝐀𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 mentioned a necklace she saw in a boutique—an elegant piece with a small diamond pendant. She had admired it, but quickly dismissed it as too expensive. Jungkook, however, had remembered.

On their anniversary evening, after a cozy dinner at a restaurant and soft music, Jungkook stood up, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

“Wait here for a second,” he said, disappearing for a moment.

When he returned, he held a small wrapped box. “This is for you,” he said, a tender smile on his lips.

Rae carefully untied the ribbon, revealing a velvet box. When she opened it, her breath caught. It was the necklace she had admired, its diamond sparkling in the soft light. She looked up, wide-eyed.

“Jungkook, how did you…?”

“I remembered you liked it,” he said, his smile warm. “You said it was too much, but I wanted you to have it.”

Rae’s fingers trembled as she gently took the necklace, her heart swelling with emotion. “You really pay attention to the small things, don't you?,” she whispered, pulling her hair to the side as Jungkook put the necklace on her. “Thank you so much.”

Jungkook smiled softly, his eyes tender. “I love you, Rae. I’m just happy you like it.”

Rae hugged him, feeling the weight of his thoughtfulness and love. “I love you too, baby,” she murmured, feeling the necklace rest gently against her chest—a symbol of the care he always showed her.

꒰   𝐓 𝐇 𝐀 𝐍 𝐊 𝐒   ֺ  ⋆ .
𝑓𝑜𝑟     ֺ ָ ⋆    𝅛     𝐑 𝐄 𝐀 𝐃 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆  ♥︎
⊹    𓈒   ۫  ﹙Ⓒ︎𝗅𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀_𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖺﹚   ۪    ֹ  ਏਓ  ︪ 

── ★ ˙ ̟🌸 !! Layout of the images are all inspired by this lovely author :: gwrmie ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ