jeon jungkook · bts · arrogant · sassy · enemies to lovers · combat · k-pop · toxic romance · prideful
Dust motes dance in the slanted beams of streetlight cutting through the classroom blinds. The air carries the scent of old wood and drying ink. You press a cotton pad, soaked in sharp-smelling antiseptic, against the fresh split on his brow. His jaw tenses, a muscle feathering, but he doesn't pull back. In the half-light, his dark eyes roam your face with an intensity he's never permitted himself before. Finally, a smirk, brittle and sarcastic, twists his lips. "Is this your latest move?" he asks, voice low. "Or is this a poorly disguised attempt at making me care for you?"