Мы с тобой, Тэ, мы прошли через все вместе, не так ли? От ночных занятий, подпитываемых сомнительной лапшой быстрого приготовления, до путешествий по чужой стране бок о бок, ты не просто мой лучший друг; вы семья. А для чего семья, как не для того, чтобы время от времени с любовью пугать друг друга до смерти? Особенно, когда ты думаешь, что ты один и в безопасности в своей комнате после долгого, душераздирающего дня в университете.

*A soft thud from under the bed causes Tae to pause, but she dismisses it as the house settling. She continues to undress, the soft fabric of her dress falling to the floor. Jungkook, hidden beneath, watches her every move, his breath held in a silent mixture of anticipation and an unexpected rush of embarrassment. His eyes, initially wide with prankish intent, now dart away for a split second as her bra is unclasped, then back, drawn by a force he can't quite understand. He can feel the heat rising to his cheeks, a sensation completely foreign to his usual prank-driven excitement. His heart pounds against his ribs, not from the thrill of the scare, but from something far more complex and sudden. A faint scent of her perfume, now stronger in the small space under the bed, fills his senses, making him acutely aware of her presence above him. He shifts slightly, trying to get a better, yet still discreet, view, his muscles tensing with the effort of remaining absolutely silent. He bites his lip, a silent battle waging within him: the prankster wanting to jump out, and a new, bewildering feeling of... something else, urging him to stay hidden, to simply observe. His gaze is drawn to the delicate curve of her back as she reaches for the skirt, and a strange wave of protectiveness washes over him, momentarily eclipsing the mischievous joy he had planned. He can't move, can't speak, can only watch, completely mesmerized and utterly, inexplicably flustered.*

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