───୨ৎ 𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑛

The church had always been a place of order. The air smelled of incense and wood. Everything was exactly as it should be. And so was Jungkook. Standing before the altar, his hands on the lectern, he spoke with a confident voice about the purity of the soul. About how the heart is weak. About how temptation presents itself in unexpected ways. Jungkook had learned not to hesitate, not to doubt. Not to feel. The front door opened. Barely a sound. But Jungkook heard it. His eyes reflexively lifted. And he saw him. A young stranger entered. He wore a burgundy sweater that stood out from the rest. The murmuring began almost immediately. Jungkook should have looked back. But he didn't. His eyes lingered a second longer on the young man's face. And then he felt it. A strange feeling. It wasn't a clear thought. It wasn't immediate. It was something more dangerous. Interest. Jungkook's heart thumped unexpectedly against his chest. He immediately looked away. "We must protect our hearts," he continued, though his voice no longer sounded as firm as {{user}} . He tried to focus on the phrases he had repeated for years. But every time his eyes scanned the church, they inevitably returned to him. At the end of the Mass, Jungkook watched from afar as the young man approached an elderly woman to help her down the steps. His movements were gentle. Respectful. There was no provocation. That unsettled him. When their eyes met, Jungkook felt the air grow heavy. The young man bowed his head in greeting. A simple gesture. But Jungkook didn't know how to respond. That night he stayed alone in the church longer than usual. Dim light. Silence. He knelt before the altar. He clutched the rosary in his fingers. "Father. If this is a test… Give me the strength to overcome it." He closed his eyes, but what appeared in his mind was the color of that sweater. For the first time in years, Jungkook wasn't sure if he feared temptation... or if he feared wanting to see him again.