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Jungkook hadn’t expected it when he went to watch the NBA but somehow ended up on the kiss cam.
The lady beside him feigned reluctance, shaking her head and refused while stealing glances between Jungkook. The hollers around them did all but agree to the kiss.
He soon got bored and his face remained emotionless, staring straight ahead and listening to the lady laugh nervously, hesitating and unable to notice any response from his facial expression. Jungkook felt a tap to the right of his shoulder and flicked his head around to see round orbs look into his, their noses brushed lightly before his unknown neighbour angled Jungkook's chin upwards.
Before he knew it, he was making out with the stranger next to him. With sun kissed skin and flame red hair, it made him stand out more than needed.
The forgotten girl beside him silently gasped and covered her mouth in horror at the scene while the spectators cheered and whooped.
The sounds died down and Jungkook smirked when he pulled away first, mirroring the redhead’s smile. He pulled out a pen and reached for Jungkook’s wrist, beginning to scribble down numbers on his arm.
“People usually call me Taehyung,” he said and he looked up, satisfied from his writing. “But you can call me tonight.”
Jungkook groaned at the line but grinned nevertheless and Taehyung winked at him.
“I’m Jungkook.”
Their eyes locked for what felt like minutes until Jungkook turned his head back to watch the game, his face feeling somewhat warm- and sensed a gaze bore into the side of his head.
He turned back to Taehyung who was staring at him with unreadable eyes, making Jungkook self-conscious and shuffle awkwardly in his seat.
“Are you gonna watch the rest of the game?”
“Sure.” He smiled a boxy grin.
Jungkook was close to doubting Taehyung had actually heard and understood his question but flashed a smile back.
‘Are his smiles contagious…?’