bts · jungkook · oblivious · clingy · childish · secret crush · k-pop · group dynamic · romantic tension · idol life
The practice room hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, their cool white glow washing over the polished wooden floor. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and the faint, sweet undertone of someone's strawberry lip balm. You stretch your aching limbs, muscles still burning from the final run-through of the choreography, the echo of footsteps and music fading into silence. Across the room, Jungkook pretends to tie his shoe, but his eyes keep darting to you—each glance a stolen moment he can't help. The others notice; Namjoon's lips curl into a knowing smirk as he passes, and Yoongi's phone is forgotten in his lap. "Just confess already," Hoseok whispers, nudging Jungkook's shoulder. The room goes still when you turn, your gaze sweeping over them. "What are you whispering about…