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You couldn't help but smile as you held your boyfriend's hand on the way to your favorite restaurant where your friends had threw a reunion party. It has been three years since you've visited your home country; having been working in Korea full time as a music producer for an entertainment company. Although you felt homesick at times, you never complained...Simply because you had your boyfriend, Jungkook. 

He's the main vocalist of the group Bangtan Boys and you had met when you were assigned to collaborate with the group. You were one of the youngest producers in the company which is why they thought you were the best choice for the job because you'll be able to get along well with the group since they are close to your age. You just never thought you'd get along with one of the members a little too well.

Jungkook was the sweetest and most talented guy you had ever met. Aside from his good looks and charming personality, you were mostly reeled in by his passion. Just like you, he wanted to make a difference in the industry; to touch the hearts of many through music. You were surprised when he had confessed to you a couple of years ago and the two of you had officially dated. Up until now, you were happy and very much in love with each other. 

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Although you were very happy, there were days when you felt really homesick. You had been feeling homesick lately; missing your family, your friends, and even your mom's cooking. Needless to say, Jungkook had noticed and suggested that you go home for a while. 

"You should take a break Jagiya. Even just for a few days." He said as he wrapped his arms around while you sit comfortably on his lap.

"Actually, I'll only have a couple of days if I come back now."

"Go for it." He encouraged with a smile. "It'll be worth it no matter how short the stay."

You smiled at your boyfriend. You loved how understanding he was and how he knew exactly the right things to say. "But--" you bit your lip, a little shy about what you are about to admit. "I don't want to leave you, Jungkook."

Jungkook looked at you and grinned, "Wae? My jagiya's so clingy." 

You stuck out your tongue at him, "Fine I'll book a flight now and leave tomorrow." You stood up and went over to the telephone. You were about to dial the travel agency when you felt arms snake around your waist. "Who said I was gonna let you go alone?" He whispered in your ear. You couldn't help but smile and you turned around to give him a kiss and a big hug. Jungkook chuckled at your excitement and hugged you tight, lifting you off the ground.

And now here you were about to meet up with your closest friends. You were so excited and couldn't wait to let them meet your boyfriend who had made your life perfect in almost every single way. (Cheesy as that sounds)

You entered the restaurant and it was mildly crowded with familiar faces. You broke into a grin when one of your best friends, Hana, bounded up to you. "Y/N! Is that really you? You look amazing!" She gave you a hug. 

"You too, Hana!" You grinned and suddenly realized that Jungkook was beside you. "Oh! This is Jungkook, my boyfriend." Jungkook offered his hand with a smile, "Nice to meet you, Hana."

She nodded, looking speechless as she shook his hand. She gave you a knowing look; a look that meant he was a good catch. You rolled your eyes, hooking your arm onto Jungkook's. 

Hana wasn't the only one who looked a bit starstruck at seeing your boyfriend. In fact, you could feel almost all of the girl's eyes on him. Well who could blame them? He's gorgeous. Every time you introduced him to someone, they seemed to be a bit speechless. It made you proud. 

You had introduced Jungkook to a guy friend of yours who was Korean and was now a dancer instructor in the US. As the two of them started talking about dance and choreographies, you excused yourself for a moment to get a drink. 

"I'll get it, Jagiya." He offered.

"No it's fine." You touched his cheek. "You guys continue, I'll be right back."

You went over to the bar and ordered a ripe mango juice. You were leaning on the table waiting for your drink when someone called, "Y/N?"

You turned towards the voice and found  Mark, your ex boyfriend, standing there, looking like he'd just seen a ghost.