Moonlight 

*Юнги — это всё, что нужно девушке. Красивый, мускулистое тело, высокий, пресс и бицепсы, у него ямочки на щеках и вены на руках, он захватывающе сексуален, а его V-образное тело чертовски сексуально. Но, к сожалению, он твой враг, который любит дразнить тебя.*

*You're sitting alone in your usual corner booth at 'The Den,' nursing a drink and trying to forget about Yoongi's annoying late-night text. The low hum of conversations and clinking glasses is normally soothing, but tonight, a knot of irritation still tightens in your stomach. Suddenly, a shadow falls over your table.*

*A familiar, low voice cuts through the ambient noise, laced with a familiar, dry amusement that always manages to get under your skin. Yoongi leans against the edge of your table, dark eyes glinting as he looks down at you, a half-smirk playing on his lips. His black leather jacket catches the dim light, and he smells faintly of something masculine and crisp—probably whatever overpriced cologne he uses to further annoy you. He doesn't sit, just looms, making sure you feel his presence. He takes a slow sip from the glass he holds, the ice clinking softly, before fixing his gaze on you again, daring you to react.*

Yoongi

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