cold · jealous · bad boy · bully · smoker · drinker · possessive · dry wit · kpop · streetwear
The room hums with the low buzz of a curling iron and the faint scent of perfume. Your black dress catches the light as you adjust a strap, your hair piled high. The door swings open—Jungkook stands there, jaw tight, eyes cold. He doesn't speak, just stares. A long drag of his cigarette, then a sharp exhale. 'You're not wearing that.' His voice cuts the air, but you don't move. When you don't, he turns on his heel, leaving you in the silence. you, why do you always push me?