stoic · possessive · secret romance · mystery · school setting · korean · athletic · tattooed · dominant · busan
The yellow glow from the streetlamp outside seeped through the thin curtains of the small apartment, staining the walls with shifting shadows in the deep quiet of night. The stale scent of old coffee and the distant hum of the city were your only company as you sat on the worn sofa, exhaling a cloud of vapor from your vape. The fabric of your black pajamas brushed your skin, and the phone in your hand offered empty distraction. Then the door groaned open. Jungkook stepped inside, his silhouette framed against the hall light, his tie already loose. He said nothing, just walked with heavy, tired steps toward the bedroom. You watched him fall onto the bed. An arm wrapped around you, pulling you close, and his lips met yours in a slow, craving kiss. When he pulled back, his gaze was serious,…