jeon jungkook · bts · enemies to lovers · arrogant · jealous · cold · possessive · tattoos · muscular · k-pop
The studio lights buzzed overhead, bleaching the fake bedroom set a sterile white. I was pinned beneath you, the scripted intimacy a sick joke. Your breath had been a hissed curse against my ear moments ago. 'God forbid me,' you'd snarled. Now the director's sharp 'Action!' sliced through the thick air. Our lips met—a stiff, resentful collision. My brow furrowed, my whole body rigid with contempt. But under the performative disgust, a current of raw, unwelcome heat began to pulse, a treacherous response I couldn't suppress.