Jin found himself ensnared in the web of fascination, his thoughts consumed by the enigmatic pink-haired boy who had captured his attention with effortless grace.

Try as he might, Jin couldn't shake the lingering imprint of their encounter—the fleeting moment when their paths had crossed, sparking an ember of curiosity that refused to be extinguished.

Every sighting of the cute boy sent Jin's heart into a frenzied dance, his senses heightened by the mere presence of someone so captivating. It was a sensation foreign to him, a whirlwind of emotions that left him breathless and bewildered.

"I've never had a crush on a guy before," Jin mused, his mind a labyrinth of conflicting desires. "What is happening to me?"

The allure of the pink-haired boy was undeniable, his very essence a magnet drawing Jin closer with each passing moment. He longed to bridge the gap between them, to unravel the mystery of the boy who occupied his thoughts day and night.

Yet, fear held Jin back, a silent specter lurking in the shadows of his uncertainty. Tongue-tied and hesitant, he watched from afar, his heart yearning for a connection that felt just out of reach.

As he stood by the spot where their paths had first intersected, Jin's mind swirled with longing and doubt. Did the boy even notice him? Was he condemned to remain a silent observer in the tapestry of the boy's life?

But amidst the turmoil of his emotions, a glimmer of hope flickered—a chance encounter that reignited Jin's determination to seize fate by the reins.

On his journey home, Jin's thoughts lingered on the pink-haired boy, a wistful smile gracing his lips at the mere memory of their brief encounter. And then, serendipity intervened, casting a ray of light upon his path—a fleeting glimpse of the boy on a scooter, delivering pizzas with an air of purpose.

In that moment, Jin's resolve solidified, his heart ablaze with determination. With swift fingers, he jotted down the number on the scooter, a silent promise to himself to seize the opportunity fate had bestowed upon him.

"Gotcha!" he whispered to the wind, his heart beating in time with the rhythm of possibility.

And so, amidst the chaotic symphony of city life, Jin embarked on a journey of discovery—a journey fueled by the tantalizing prospect of friendship, and perhaps, something more.

As Jin's mind raced with anticipation and nerves, he prepared for the culmination of his plan, each moment fraught with the weight of expectation and possibility.

With meticulous care, he readied himself, his thoughts swirling with imagined scenarios of chance encounters and fleeting glances. The image of the adorable boy on the scooter lingered in his mind, a beacon of hope amidst the uncertainty of the evening.

Determined to seize the opportunity before him, Jin dialed the number, his heart pounding in rhythm with the ticking of the clock. Three different pizzas ordered, each a strategic move in his carefully crafted plan to catch the attention of the delivery boy without arousing suspicion.

As the minutes ticked by, Jin's nerves intensified, his gaze flickering nervously to the window in search of the familiar figure on the scooter. With bated breath, he awaited the arrival of the delivery boy, his hands trembling with a mixture of excitement and trepidation.

And then, like a ray of light piercing through the darkness, he spotted the scooter pulling up outside his window, the anticipation mounting with each passing second. Jin's heart thundered in his chest, his cheeks flushed with a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

With trembling hands, he checked his reflection in the mirror, a sudden rush of self-consciousness flooding his senses. Doubt crept in, whispering words of insecurity and self-doubt.

But in that moment, as he stood on the precipice of possibility, Jin knew that he couldn't let fear hold him back. With a deep breath, he steeled himself for the moment of truth, his resolve unwavering in the face of uncertainty.

As the doorbell chimed, signaling the arrival of the delivery boy, Jin's heart leaped in anticipation, his pulse quickening with each step closer to destiny. With a final glance in the mirror, he squared his shoulders and prepared to face whatever the night had in store.

For Jin, this was more than just a chance encounter—it was a leap of faith, a step towards the unknown, and the beginning of a journey that promised to change the course of his life forever. And as he opened the door to greet the delivery boy, his heart beat in time with the rhythm of possibility, ready to embrace whatever the future held in store.

As Jin stood before his crush, attempting to exude an air of nonchalance, his heart pounded with a mixture of nerves and excitement. Yet, despite his efforts to appear cool and collected, he couldn't shake the awkwardness that lingered in the air between them.

Yoongi, the pizza boy whose gaze held a spark of mischief, greeted Jin with familiarity, his words laced with a playful tone that danced on the edge of flirtation.

"Hi Egg-bread, nice house," Yoongi quipped, his eyes twinkling with amusement at the affectionate nickname.

Jin couldn't help but giggle at the playful moniker, a soft blush tinting his cheeks as he corrected the misconception. "I'm Kim Seok-jin," he clarified, his voice tinged with warmth. "Call me Jin."

In response, Yoongi introduced himself with a casual ease, his smile inviting and genuine as he handed over the pizza boxes, their fingers brushing in a fleeting moment that sent shivers down Jin's spine.

"Thank you," Jin murmured, his heart fluttering with the sensation of contact, however brief. With deliberate intent, he allowed his hand to linger, a subtle gesture that spoke volumes in the language of unspoken attraction.

As Jin exchanged the money for the pizzas, a surge of courage coursed through his veins, emboldening him to take a leap of faith. With a nervous yet determined voice, he extended an invitation that hung in the air like a delicate promise.

"Hey, I ordered all this and now my family isn't coming," Jin confessed, his words tumbling out in a rush of uncertainty. "Would you like to join me?"

The question lingered in the space between them, fraught with anticipation and possibility, as Jin awaited Yoongi's response with bated breath. In that moment, beneath the glow of the porch light, two hearts stood on the threshold of something new—a friendship forged in the serendipity of chance and the courage to embrace the unknown.

Yoongi's mouth hangs open at this guy's open flirting.  He has the urge to run but hates turning down free food. With a disappointed look, he declines the kind offer.  

"Sorry, Egg-bread you'll have to try some other time. I'm still on the clock."

Yoongi's dejected face encourages Jin to try harder, "come back after work then. I'll wait." 

"Are you always this persistent? .... Okay, I get off in an hour," Yoongi agrees and walks off.  

Jin bites his lip trying to hide his smile as his eyes follow the retreating boy.  Once the door closes he does a little celebratory dance.  

"I saw that coy little smirk.  He knows I like him!"  He says to himself.

And now to wait!

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With a little frown, Yoongi looks down at his shirt full of bits of the cardboard boxes he was folding before it was finally time for his shift to end.  He hopes he doesn't smell like pizza but then again Jin likes pizza so it's ok.   His confidence is renewed when he remembers the 'accidental touch,' and he can't wait to share a pizza with the awkward but handsome dude.

He is not disappointed when Jin looks amazed that he came back and offers him a drink.

"I'll have a beer. Thanks,"  Yoongi says looking around the elegant spacious place. "You must be rich," he blurts out, "Do you live here on your own?"

"With my parents. Make yourself at home."

Yoongi leaves his shoes by the door marveling at the beautiful soft carpet not wanting to ruin it.  

Jin's gaze follows him as Yoongi takes in the luxury Jin is accustomed to.  He finally has a chance to know more about him and doesn't hesitate to ask him questions.

"How about you? Do you live around here?" Jin says taking a bite of pizza.

"I don't live in such a nice place but it's pretty close to school.  I share a room with my best friend, Jimin."

"Thank you, but it's kind of lonely here.  Must be nice to live with your best friend. What do you guys do for fun?"

Yoongi shrugs, "just hang out, I guess. Oh, we play basketball too. I haven't seen you around.  Did you just start at our school?"

"Yes, I'm in the drama academy, what about you?"

"Performing arts. Ever since I was little I wanted to do rap and make my own music.  I just have to do it.  You could say it's my dream to be a producer.  I like to perform my music on the street and sometimes at open mic nights. I rap." 

"Oh, wow."

"You should come with me sometime. It's fun."

"Sure, I'd like that," he says. 'You're so cool. That's why I wanted to know you.'

Yoongi looks around the room a little nervous being in this rich guy's house.  Everything in Jin's house looks expensive. "Hey! You have a piano! I'd love to play it. Do you play?" Yoongi asks excitedly.

"No, but I sing, and I kind of play the guitar. Oh, and I love to cook," he adds with a little more excitement.

"Me too. My mom taught me," Yoongi says expertly playing on the piano that Jin has never even opened.

"Maybe you can come over and we'll cook together," Jin offers enthralled by his skill and long elegant fingers. 

Yoongi agrees with a little nod to his head, "I like meat. Especially bar-b-q!"

"Is that a hint?"  Jin thinks that's cute. He smiles thinking he wants to bar-b-q meat for Yoongi. Poor thing probably never gets to eat it. "I'll make you some."

"Okay." 

As Yoongi settled into Jin's luxurious home, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of insecurity amidst the opulence surrounding him. Yet, Jin's warm hospitality and genuine demeanor put him at ease, their conversation flowing effortlessly as they shared pizza and exchanged stories.

As they delved deeper into conversation, Yoongi found himself opening up to Jin, sharing snippets of his life and aspirations with a newfound sense of trust. Jin, in turn, listened attentively, his genuine interest evident in the way he hung on Yoongi's every word.

The contrast between their lives was stark—Jin, accustomed to luxury and privilege, and Yoongi, navigating the challenges of life with resilience and determination. Yet, in spite of their differences, they found common ground in their shared passions and dreams.

As Jin revealed his love for music and cooking, Yoongi's admiration for him grew, his heart stirred by the depth of Jin's passion and creativity. There was something magnetic about Jin, a spark of authenticity that ignited a fire within Yoongi's soul.

When Yoongi expressed his excitement at the sight of Jin's piano, Jin's eyes lit up with enthusiasm, his offer to cook together brimming with genuine warmth and hospitality.

"You mentioned you rap. Can I hear some of your music?"

"Get ready to be mind-blown.  Just kidding," Yoongi says playing a recording on his phone.  He is confident when he raps, but one on one he's actually shy and hopes Jin likes it.  Yoongi shyly looks up at Jin trying to see if he really likes it or is just pretending.   He seems impressed making Yoongi smile and share his passion.  "I recorded this on my phone yesterday."

Jin nods understanding better what makes him tick increasing his strong attraction. "I have a passion too. I want to be an actor."

"I can see that for you. I'm sure you'll be very successful." Yoongi encourages him.

"Maybe you can come over tomorrow, and we'll cook together," Jin suggested, his voice filled with genuine excitement as he admired Yoongi's skill and dexterity on the piano.

The invitation hung in the air, a testament to the burgeoning friendship that had blossomed between them—a friendship built on mutual respect, shared interests, and a genuine appreciation for one another's company.

As Yoongi looked around Jin's elegant home, he couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging—a feeling that perhaps, amidst the complexities of life, he had found a kindred spirit in the most unexpected of places. And as they laughed and shared stories late into the night, Yoongi knew that this was only the beginning of a beautiful journey—one filled with laughter, music, and the promise of endless possibilities.

After listening to the music and finishing the pizza, they decided to go out. Yoongi is so excited to share his interests with Jin that he doesn't go home. Jin's enthusiasm for his interest makes him want to show his new friend some of the places he goes to watch live artists and where he performs. 

Jin was up for a fun time and he can't believe how well the night is going. He really didn't have many friends and he certainly wasn't used to going out on a school night. This was more than he hoped for and he didn't want it to end. The fast-paced night got rowdier and rowdier as they both drank and enjoyed themselves. Jin didn't know it was possible to have this much fun with someone. They explored the city well into the night ending up in a mob of people at some underground club. Yoongi's swag getting them into places they shouldn't be allowed in at their age. Yoongi pulling him by the hand so he wouldn't lose him, they finally step out of the noisy club into the street.

Jin sees his chance as they walk by a dark corner of an alley. He confidently pushes Yoongi against the wall giving Yoongi no choice but to look up at the undeniably handsome and taller boy. The younger's lips are slightly parted surprised by the boy's boldness. Jin seizes the moment and plants a kiss on his lips fulfilling his unspoken fantasy. Jin pulls back and gives Yoongi a coy wink.

Yoongi meets his warm stare and exhales the breath he was holding.  "Shit!"

He pushes Jin off and takes off running down the dark street towards the crowd.   He is confident in most things but not this.  Definitely, not this!  Being ambiguous about his sexuality, Jin's boldness surprises him and scares him a little.  He just can't face him.  Not today.