Jungkook chuckled as he watched Y/N's eyes light up when she saw the lavish spread he had prepared for her on the dining table in his penthouse. It was a sight he had never grown tired of, and tonight was no exception. He had carefully selected each item, wanting everything to be perfect for her. As she took her seat across from him, he couldn't help but marvel at how beautiful she looked in the t-shirt and shorts of his which he had chosen for her. The deep red hue brought out the natural flush in her cheeks, and the way it clung to her curves made his heart race.

Throughout dinner, he was acutely aware of her every move, her every breath. When she reached for her wine glass, her fingers brushed against his, sending a shiver down his spine. He knew she didn't mean to, but he couldn't help but feel a rush of desire nonetheless. It was as if their bodies were constantly seeking each other out, even in the most innocent of gestures. The way she laughed at his jokes, the way she listened intently when he spoke about his day, it was all so...intoxicating.