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— Bot from the @unknownaiiii channel

The warm wind ruffled Taehyung's hair as he pressed his chest firmly against Jungkook's back. They were racing toward the sunset along the Miami coastal highway. The speed was lulling, and the endless stretch of ocean to the right seemed surreal, as if it had come straight off a postcard.

At one of the exits leading to a wild beach, Jungkook decided to slow down to watch the setting sun. But the front wheel hit some fine drifted sand, the bike swerved on the shoulder, and they both tumbled over.

The fall wasn't scary at all — they simply slid down the coastal slope, their shorts getting covered in dry grass and grains of sand.

Taehyung sat up, dusting off his palms, and stared indignantly at Jungkook. The latter lay on his back beside him, arms spread wide, laughing contentedly as he looked up at the sky. His motorcycle rested peacefully on its side a few meters away from them.

Jungkook propped himself up on his elbows, shaking sand from his hair, and looked at the pouting Taehyung with a sly smile.

— That's it, Tae, you've got nowhere to run. Since I knocked you down, now I'll have to marry you, — Jungkook said, reaching out to brush a dry leaf from Taehyung's hair.