"coincidence-love"

Alam's voice was ringing in Irha's ear. Groggily, she flailed her hands around on the bed, trying to locate her phone. Dua, still half-asleep, muttered softly, "Turn it off." Irha, feeling a bit annoyed, responded, "I'm about to." Finally, her fingers found the phone, and she grabbed it, expecting Alam. But to her surprise, it was her mom calling. Startled, she sat up straight, wide-eyed, and slapped her cheeks a couple of times to wake herself up. With a deep breath, she cleared her throat and answered, trying to sound composed, "Assalamualaikum, Ammi."

Her Ammi's voice came through, sharp and worried, "Walaikum assalam. Where have you been? I've been calling you repeatedly!"

Irha quickly said, "Nowhere, Ammi, I was just here. Making an excuse, she added, "Oh, the professor had called me over for something, so I went there." Her mother, not fully convinced, asked, "Okay, where's Dua?" Irha, feeling a bit cornered, tapped Dua's hand and said to her mom, "Ammi, she's here with me."

Dua, stirred by Irha's tap, woke up groggily and asked, "What happened?" Irha, covering the phone's speaker with her hand, whispered, "My mom's on the call." This news made Dua's eyes widen in surprise and anxiety. She sat quietly, listening to their conversation, her heart pounding.

Irha, in a hurry to pass the responsibility, said, "Ammi, here's Dua. Talk to her," and abruptly placed the phone against Dua's ear. Dua, now in full panic mode, nervously stammered, "Hello, a-a-assalamualaikum, Ammi." Having just woken up, her voice was shaky, and she struggled to form coherent words.

her Ammi responded warmly, "Walaikum assalam, dear. How are you, Dua?"

Dua, still feeling the weight of grogginess, replied, "Alhamdulillah, Ammi. How are you?"

Her ammi said "I'm okay, but it's been four days since you girls left, and I haven't received any calls or messages. It's a good thing Irha taught me how to call, or else I wouldn't have been able to get through to you."

Dua shot an annoyed glance at Irha and gave her a light tap on the head. Irha, rubbing her head and making a face, looked back at Dua with a mix of guilt and amusement. Irha, listening to the conversation, felt a pang of guilt herself.

Dua, trying to sound sincere, said, "Ammi, we've just been so busy, otherwise we would have called you."

Her mother's voice softened but still carried a trace of longing, " why don't you both make a video call? I really want to see you two."

Dua and Irha exchanged worried looks. Dua quickly said, "No, Ammi..."

Her Ammi , confused, asked, "What is it, ?

Dua, trying to think fast, said, "No, Ammi, the professor is calling us. We have to go now."

Irha, playing along, called out, "Dua, hurry up, we're running late!" in an exaggerated tone.

Dua, feeling the pressure, quickly told her mother, "Ammi, we're running late. We'll talk to you later. Allah Hafiz."

Her Ammi sighed and replied, "Alright, Allah Hafiz," and the call ended.

As soon as the call ended, Irha let out a deep sigh of relief and dramatically flopped onto the bed. Both girls took a moment to catch their breath.

Dua, still slightly annoyed, gave Irha a playful swat and said, "What on earth got into you to teach Ammi how to call? Now look at what's happening!"

Irha, sitting up and rubbing her arm, replied, "Sis, just remember, we're not in college; we're in Korea. Of course, she's going to worry."

Dua nodded, realizing the truth in Irha's words. "Hmm, you're right," she said with a hint of resignation.

Then, Dua suggested, "Let's just go back to sleep."

Irha, feeling the weight of the situation lift, agreed, "Yeah, let's lie back down."

Both of them lay back down on the bed. Dua had the phone in her hand and turned it on as she lay there. Her eyes widened when she saw the time, and she suddenly sat up, exclaiming, "Oh my God, it's 11 o'clock!"

Irha, startled by Dua's outburst, asked, "What happened? Why are you shouting?"

Dua, still in a bit of a panic, replied, "Get up! It's already 11!"

Irha, confused and still groggy, said, "What? We just went to sleep. How can it be 11 already?"

They both looked at each other in disbelief and then glanced around the room. It took a moment for them to remember that they were not in their own place but in someone else's house.

Dua exclaimed, "Why does this always happen to us? Now they'll think we're such lazy girls." She sighed deeply, feeling a bit defeated.

Irha, said, "Well, what can we do now? Let's just get up and go downstairs. Maybe they haven't woken up yet."

Dua said, "Alright, let's go downstairs." Irha opened her bag and pulled out some clothes.

Dua asked, "Can you grab some clothes from my bag too, please?"

Irha replied, "Sure," and handed her the clothes. As Dua stood up, Irha noticed her slight discomfort and said, "Wait, let me help you."

Dua responded, "I have a bump on my head, but I'm fine otherwise, Alhamdulillah. I can manage on my own now."

Irha asked, "Are you sure?"

Dua reassured her, "No need to worry. You get the clothes, and I'll go take a shower."

Irha said, her voice filled with concern, 'Please be careful not to get your hair wet while showering. You still have a bandage on your head.'

Dua, touched by Irha's care, responded earnestly, 'I will, I promise. I'll be careful.'"

Irha handed the clothes to Dua, who took them and headed to the bathroom,

Irha sat outside with the clothes, waiting for Dua to come out of the bathroom. In just a little while, Dua emerged and immediately hugged Irha tightly.

Irha, surprised by the sudden embrace, asked, "Hey, what's this all about?"

Dua, with excitement in her eyes, said, "Oh my gosh, the bathroom in this house is so luxurious! It's absolutely beautiful!"

Irha replied, "Yeah, I noticed that last night."

Dua, still in awe, said, "Inshallah, we'll have a bathroom like this in our own house one day."

Irha smiled and agreed, "Inshallah."

Irha looked at Dua and said, "Mashallah, you look beautiful." Dua was wearing a white top with a loose, flowing shirt over it and black pants that complemented the outfit perfectly.

(Dua's proper look)

Dua smiled and said, "Jazakallah. Now go take your shower. I'll be waiting for you here."

Irha nodded, "Alright, I'll be back soon,"

A little later, Irha came outside. She was wearing a white T-shirt underneath a loose green shirt and black pants.

(Irha's proper look)

Dua glanced at Irha and exclaimed, "Mashallah, you look so beautiful..

Irha teased back, "Oh really? Using my own words against me now?"

Dua chuckled, "No, I mean it. You truly look beautiful."

With a playful hair flip, Irha said, "Well, I am gorgeous," and laughed.

Dua, laughing along, replied, "Alright, alright, now put on your shoes and let's hurry downstairs!"

Both of them put on their shoes and headed downstairs. There, they saw Jungkook and Jimin sitting on the couch, waiting for them. As Dua and Irha approached, Jungkook and Jimin looked up at them, admiring how beautiful they both appeared.

Jungkook, upon seeing Dua, couldn't take his eyes off her. Dua, feeling slightly said, "Sorry, we lost track of time."

Jimin reassured them with a smile, "It's alright, we just woke up a little while ago ourselves."

Dua, relieved, responded with a grateful smile, "Thank you so much."

Jungkook was still stealing glances at Dua when suddenly she looked directly at him. Jungkook quickly averted his gaze downward. Jimin then spoke up, "We were waiting for you both. I'll go to get breakfast." Jimin gestured to Jungkook, saying, "Come with me."

Jungkook stood up and politely said, "Excuse me," and both of them headed towards the kitchen.

Irha said to Dua, "See, I was telling you they must have just woken up." Dua replied, "But they woke up earlier than us" Irha nodded and said, "Well, that's true too."

A short while later, Jimin and Jungkook emerged from the kitchen. Jungkook held a tray of coffee cups while Jimin carried a tray with some plates. They placed the trays on the dining table, inviting Irha and Dua over. Irha and Dua moved to the dining table and took their seats, while Jimin and Jungkook settled down opposite them.

Jimin remarked, "We couldn't find anything too special for breakfast, but here's what we managed." Dua, smiling warmly, responded, "It's not about being special, even this much is more than enough for us." Jimin placed the tray of coffee in front of them and said, "Take this before it gets cold."

Irha and Dua picked up their coffee cups, and Jimin and Jungkook also took their coffee, while various types of biscuits and other items were placed in front of them. Dua and Irha were unsure about some of the items as they were seeing Korean food for the first time.

Dua picked up a biscuit from the plate and started eating. She then picked up another biscuit and handed it to Irha. Jungkook remarked, "You two have such a great friendship. Here, Jimin hyung never gives anything, but you share with such love." Dua and Irha chuckled. Jimin picked up two biscuits, placed them in Jungkook's mouth, and jokingly covered his mouth, saying, "Here, take all this love."

Irha and Dua burst into laughter as they watched Jungkook and Jimin playfully interacting. Jungkook removed Jimin's hand from his mouth and made a funny face while eating the biscuit. Jungkook commented, "By the way, these biscuits are tasty." Jimin looked at Jungkook and replied, "Oh really? Then feed me more." Jungkook jokingly stood up from his chair, saying, "No, no, this much love is enough for me, hyung."

"Jimin, come sit here," he said with a  smile. "Make yourself comfortable and enjoy your breakfast." Jungkook, who had been standing awkwardly, felt a sense of relief washing over him and settled back into his seat,

After everyone finished breakfast, Dua and Irha started clearing the dishes. Jungkook offered, "No, you all leave it. I'll do it."

Dua insisted, "No, let me handle it. You all have already done so much for us. From today, as long as we are here, Irha and I will take care of all the chores. You all can focus on your work outside."

Jimin protested, "No, Dua..."

But Dua pleaded, "Please, let us do this much. It will make us feel better."

Jimin and Jungkook exchanged glances, their concern evident. Jimin finally said, "Alright, but not all the work. You still need to rest and take care of yourself."

Dua smiled and replied, "Okay, I will."

Dua and Irha were in the kitchen, washing the dishes, while Jimin and Jungkook had gone to their rooms to change clothes.

Dua turned to Irha, her voice soft yet filled with gratitude, "They've done so much for us. They didn't even know us before, and yet, they've been so kind. Such wonderful people."

Irha, with a hint of annoyance, replied, "Yeah, they have done a lot. But you know, this Jimin is the rudest person ever."

Dua, exasperated, playfully swatted Irha on the head. "You're always fighting with him and now you're calling him rude?"

Irha, rubbing her head and feigning hurt, said, "Do I fight with him? Really, Dua? I'm not letting you off today."

Dua, laughing, sprinted away as Irha chased after her, determined to get her revenge.

As Dua and Irha stepped outside, they saw Jimin and Jungkook emerging from their rooms, ready for the day. The sight stopped them in their tracks, their eyes widening in astonishment. Jimin and Jungkook, dressed impeccably in sleek suits, looked strikingly handsome, Dua and Irha were left in awe,

(JIMIN'S LOOK)

(JUNGKOOK'S LOOK )

Irha and Dua exchanged a glance, their eyes widening before turning back to admire Jimin and Jungkook.

Jimin, with a warm smile, said to Dua and Irha, "We're heading to the office now. Please take care of yourselves. We'll be back soon."

Jungkook, with a reassuring nod, added, "Feel free to go anywhere in the house. No one else can enter, so there's nothing to worry about. Just relax and make yourselves at home."

Dua and Irha, still a bit stunned, replied in unison, "Okay, thank you."

With a final smile, Jimin and Jungkook headed off to the office, leaving Dua and Irha standing there,

After Jimin and Jungkook left, Irha and Dua looked at each other and burst into laughter. Dua, still giggling, said, "We've only seen guys like that in dramas!"

Irha, joining in, added, "Yeah, like those mafia bosses or CEO types!" Both laughed even harder.

Dua shook her head in amazement, "It's true, we've never seen anything like this in real life."

Irha, with a twinkle in her eye, said, "No matter what you say, they're incredibly handsome."

Dua nodded in agreement, "Absolutely. Come on, let's sit over there and talk."

They walked over to a cozy spot,

As dusk settled, Jimin and Jungkook returned home. Jungkook parked the car, and both of them stepped out, heading towards the house. Jimin unlocked the front door, and they both entered, immediately noticing that all the lights in the house were on. This was unusual since Jimin typically only turned on the lights where necessary. They exchanged puzzled looks, the house bathed in an unexpected glow.

Walking through the quiet house, Jimin and Jungkook searched around but saw no sign of Dua or Irha. They both settled on the sofa, a sense of unease creeping in. Jimin, concern etched on his face, turned to Jungkook, "Where could they have gone? Do you think something happened?" Jungkook, equally worried, replied, "Yeah, and all the lights being on like this is strange."

Just as the tension was mounting, they heard the sound of laughter. It was coming from the kitchen. Curious and relieved, they stood up and made their way towards the source of the laughter.

As they reached the kitchen door, they saw a heartwarming sight: Irha and Dua, both laughing at something, deeply engrossed in conversation as they prepared a meal together. Jimin and Jungkook stood silently by the doorway, a wave of relief washing over them as they watched the two women share a moment of happiness

Jimin and Jungkook stood quietly, watching the cheerful scene unfold before them. Just then, Dua noticed them standing in the doorway. Her eyes lit up, and she called out, "Oh, you're back already!"

Caught off guard, Jimin and Jungkook turned around to face her. Jungkook, trying to play it cool, said, "Yeah, we just got in. We came to get some water from the kitchen." Dua glanced at Irha, then back at them, smiling warmly. "You guys have a seat. I'll bring the water to you," she said,

Jimin,  responded, "Thank you so much."

Jimin and Jungkook walked over to the sofa and sat down. Shortly after, Dua came from the kitchen, carrying glasses of water. They each took a glass and expressed their gratitude, "Thank you so much." Dua smiled warmly and said, "You guys have such a lovely home, Mashallah, but you're turning it into a haunted mansion!"

Jimin and Jungkook looked puzzled. "A haunted mansion?" Jimin asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Exactly!" Dua replied with a playful smirk. "Such a beautiful, spacious house, and you keep it dark like some ghostly palace. You guys need to turn on more lights!"

Jungkook, smiling sheepishly, said, "I just don't like too many lights. I usually keep just a soft light in my room."

Dua chuckled, shaking her head. "Well, that makes you a ,peculiar mister!"

Jimin couldn't help but laugh at her bluntness, while Jungkook, slightly indignant, asked, "A peculiar Seriously?"

"Yes, a !peculiar Dua teased. "How can you not like lights? They bring so much comfort and life to a home."

Dua gestured around the room and said, "Just take a look at your home. Isn't it beautiful?" Jimin and Jungkook glanced around,

Jimin, slightly taken aback, admitted, "You're right. This is the first time I've really noticed how beautiful our home is."

Jungkook, still feeling a bit defensive, said, "Okay, fine, but what's with calling me peculiar Why did you say that?" He crossed his arms,

Dua laughed softly, "Well, when you do weird things, you can't complain if people call you peculiar

Jungkook, raising an eyebrow, replied, "What's so  peculiar about it? Everyone has their own preferences."

Dua shook her head with a teasing smile. "This isn't about preferences; it's about common sense, mister peculiar. Not liking lights in such a lovely home isn't just weird it's a sign of lacking good sense!"

Jimin laughed at Dua's remark, the humor of it all making him chuckle. Just as Jungkook was about to retort, they heard Irha calling from the kitchen, "Duaaaaaa

Dua  got up and headed towards the kitchen, leaving Jimin and Jungkook behind. As soon as she left, Jimin, still amused, turned to Jungkook and said, "You know, she's kind of right. You are a bit peculiar."

Jungkook gave him a quirky smile, raising an eyebrow in mock offense. Jimin, trying to stifle his laughter, continued, "Alright, alright. Let's go change our clothes before they get dirty. Otherwise, you'll have to do the laundry."

Jungkook stood up, putting his hand on Jimin's shoulder. Sensing the mischief, Jimin dashed towards the bedroom, shouting, "I'm not doing any laundry!"

Jungkook, not one to let him off the hook easily, chased after him, calling out, "Jiminshiiiiiiiiiii!"

Downstairs, Irha and Dua set the table with a delicious spread and waited for Jimin and Jungkook to join them. After a few moments, Jimin and Jungkook came down the stairs and approached the dining table, their faces lighting up with the aroma of the food.

Jimin took a deep breath and said, "The food smells amazing!"

Dua, with a playful smile, said, "Irha made it."

Jimin, a feigning surprise, responded, "Oh, so the witches can cook too, not just eat!" Irha gave him a playful glare, making a funny face, but stayed silent. Everyone took their seats around the table, and Dua started serving the food.

Jungkook asked, "What is this? Why is it so watery, and what's this floating stuff in it?"

Dua, with a touch of mock seriousness, replied, "Mister peculiar, this is called 'kadhi. Rice ' It's an Indian dish. Just try it; it's very tasty."

Hearing Dua call Jungkook "peculiar," Irha looked puzzled. "Peculiar? What's that about?" she asked with a smirk.

Dua, nodding towards Jungkook, said, "Yep, he's Mister Peculiar."

Irha burst into laughter,

Jungkook, a little exasperated, said, "Can you please stop calling me peculiar?"

Dua, teasingly, replied, "Stop doing peculiar things, and I will." Jungkook let out a frustrated sigh, exhaling deeply before resigning himself to eating. He took a bite,

As Jimin and Jungkook both took their first bites of the meal, their eyes widened in surprise. They looked at each other in silent agreement and exclaimed almost simultaneously, "This is really delicious!"

Irha, beaming with pride, said, "Thank you!"

Jungkook, nodding enthusiastically, added, "It's so good, I could eat this three times a day!"

Irha, enjoying the moment, quipped, "Well, in that case, you should learn how to make it yourself."

Jungkook, slightly taken aback, asked, "Is it that easy to make?"

Irha nodded confidently, "Yes, it's pretty easy once you know how."

Jungkook said, "Alright, then you'll have to teach me." Irha nodded with a smile, "Okay, I will."

Everyone finished their meal, and Jimin and Jungkook began to gather the dishes. Dua and Irha protested, "We'll handle it." But Jimin insisted, "You've already done so much. It's our turn now."

"Alright," said Dua, as she and Irha cleared the table. Meanwhile, Jimin and Jungkook went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. After cleaning up, they walked out to find Dua and Irha sitting on the sofa.

As they approached, Irha and Dua stood up. Jimin smiled and said, "Thank you for the wonderful dinner. Have a good night."

Dua and Irha replied, "Good night," and everyone headed to their rooms.

Back in their bedroom, Jungkook and Jimin got ready for bed. Jimin yawned, stretching, "I'm so sleepy." He collapsed onto the bed, quickly getting comfortable. Jungkook, feeling a bit restless, went to the bathroom to freshen up.

He switched on the bathroom light, initially turning on just one, but then remembered Dua's comments and turned on all the lights. Standing in front of the mirror, he stared at his reflection, deep in thought. "Am I really peculiar?" he wondered aloud.

As the memory of Dua's teasing face came to mind, a wave of self-reflection washed over him. In a sudden burst of determination, he slapped his cheeks lightly and muttered, "Alright, maybe I am a bit peculiar." He chuckled to himself and proceeded to freshen up.

After finishing in the bathroom, Jungkook returned to the bedroom and lay down beside Jimin, who was already half asleep.Jungkook fell asleep hugging Jimin 

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