The wedding reception was in full swing. Laughter, clinking glasses, and soft music filled the air as guests mingled beneath the sparkling chandeliers. Jimin, dressed in a sleek black suit, stood by the drink table, watching the crowd with a gentle smile. It was a beautiful event, but something about it made him feel oddly out of place.

"Are you enjoying the wedding?" A warm voice interrupted his thoughts.

Jimin turned to see a tall, strikingly handsome man standing beside him. His dark hair was slicked back, his sharp jawline emphasized by the soft lighting. His eyes were gentle yet piercing, and Jimin felt his heart skip a beat.

"Yeah, it’s beautiful," Jimin replied, his voice softer than usual. "You?"

The man smiled, revealing his perfect smile. "It’s great, but I don’t know many people here. I was starting to feel like a wallflower," he chuckled. "I’m Jungkook, by the way."

"Jimin," he responded, shaking Jungkook’s extended hand. The touch sent a jolt through him, as if something electric passed between them.

"So, how do you know the bride and groom?" Jungkook asked, leaning in slightly, curious.

"Oh, I’m friends with the bride from university," Jimin explained. "We were really close. How about you?"

"I went to school with the groom," Jungkook said with a grin. "He’s always been a bit wild, but I never thought he'd settle down."

Jimin laughed. "Yeah, I guess love does that to people."

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, as if they had known each other for years. They talked about everything from their families to their favorite foods and travel destinations. The more they spoke, the more comfortable Jimin felt. He couldn’t help but be drawn to Jungkook’s easygoing charm and the way he listened intently, as if Jimin was the only person in the room.

As the night went on, the crowd began to shift towards the dance floor. Jungkook glanced at Jimin, his eyes sparkling mischievously.

"Do you dance?"

Jimin raised an eyebrow, playfully skeptical. "Depends… are you asking me to dance?"

"Maybe," Jungkook teased. "Would you say yes if I did?"

Jimin’s heart fluttered, but he kept his composure. "Only one way to find out."

Jungkook laughed, stepping forward and offering his hand. "May I have this dance?"

Jimin hesitated for only a moment before slipping his hand into Jungkook’s. "I guess I’ll have to take my chances."

As they moved to the center of the floor, the music softened into a slow, romantic melody. Jimin felt Jungkook’s hand rest gently on his waist, pulling him a little closer. Their eyes locked, and for a brief moment, the world around them faded.

"You know," Jungkook murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, "I didn’t expect to meet someone like you tonight."

Jimin blushed slightly, the warmth of Jungkook’s presence making him feel both nervous and excited. "I didn’t expect this either."

Jungkook’s gaze softened as he leaned in closer. "But I’m glad I did."

Jimin’s breath caught, and he smiled, unable to hide the warmth spreading through his chest. "Me too."

In that moment, as they swayed together under the dim lights, both Jimin and Jungkook knew something special had begun.