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Namjoon in his classic relaxed button-up and rolled sleeves.
Jin oppa in a navy cardigan on top of a white buttoned up.
Yoongi in understated black.
and Kook in the oversized sweater I loved on him the most.
Jimin stood just inside the threshold, sipping from a wine glass like he was judging a gala from a safe distance.
Their eyes shifted-one by one-from me to the tall figure stepping out beside me with his suitcase in tow.
"Guys," I beamed, arms slightly out like a proud host. "Meet Gab."
Gab gave them a quick grin, brushing his hair back.
"Hey. Gabriel. But everyone calls me Gab... Y/N calls me Tisoy. Depends on the mood and person. And don't worry! I speak Korean, Y/N and I learned together back home."
Jin oppa stepped forward first, offering a polite, firm handshake.
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"Seokjin. Y/N's... partner."
"Hyung," Hobi coughed from behind, smirking.
Joon followed next, grip equally polite but tighter. "Namjoon. Welcome to Korea."
Gab smiled. "Thanks, man. Big fan of Seoul already. Feels like a fever dream."
Yoongi didn't step forward. Just gave a slow nod and a tiny smile from the doorway.
"Hey. It's Suga."
Gab returned it with a subtle raise of his hand, nonchalant and respectful. "Nice to meet you."
Taehyung studied him-head tilted, eyes curious and unreadable. "You're taller than I imagined."
"You must be Taehyung. You're prettier than I imagined," Gab grinned. "And I imagined a lot."
Tae blinked, and then his smile widened-though something about it looked tighter.
Hobi stepped in with practiced cheer. "I'm Hoseok. Don't let the sunshine fool you, I bite if you drink all the wine."
Gab laughed. "Noted."
Jungkook hovered beside Bam, who was sitting calmly by his feet.
His eyes flicked between Gab and me before he offered a quiet, "Jungkook."
A little bow. Barely more than a nod.
Gab bowed slightly deeper. "Hey. Big fan of the sweater."
Kook didn't answer, but he smiled-just a little.
Inside, the house smelled of rosemary and garlic.
Jin oppa was back to fluttering around the kitchen while Hobi adjusted the playlist.
Tae had taken over candle arrangement duty and was pretending it wasn't just an excuse to pace near the living room.
"Wow," Gab said, wide-eyed. "This place is insane. It's like a hotel!"