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NO. 3

Jungkook stared at the Eiffel Tower from below and Jimin stood by him wearing a red buret.

"Whoa, it's beautiful..." Jimin stated in awe as the lights beamed around the dark sky like little fireflies. Jungkook had always wanted to travel to Paris with Jimin and it seemed to be more special as it was also his birthday today.

"How about we go eat now?" He asked and Jimin agreed. They walked into a restaurant and took a seat outside.

Jungkook ordered spaghetti while Jimin took some lobster dish. Jungkook happily ate his meatball spaghetti before Jimin whispered something.

"Wanna see something?"

Jungkook raised his eyebrow, his spaghetti halfway through his lips before Jimin leaned in and quickly grabbed the other half of the spaghetti, allowing him to slurp it and connect his lips with Jungkooks.

Jungkook laughed as Jimin broke the kiss. "Happy Birthday Baby." Jimin chuckled lightly like whistles in  spring time as he ate spaghetti out of Jungkook's plate.

"You are so fucking cheesy."
"We're in France, what else am I supposed to be?"

Jungkook laughed as Jimin picked up another noodle. "Well then, up for another round?" Jimin asked and Jungkook smirked.

"This time I get to be the romantic chessy one."

Jungkook was 23 when he celebrated his birthday with the love of his life in Paris.