rivalry · secret crush · ceo · possessive · corporate setting · enemies to lovers · intense · k-pop idol · dominant · hidden feelings
The first pale light of dawn filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows of a penthouse you've never seen before. Silk sheets rustle as you stir, head pounding with remnants of champagne and whiskey. The air smells of expensive cologne and something clean—just-laundered linen. You're in a shirt. His shirt. The realization hits like ice water. Across the room, Jungkook sits in a leather armchair, a white towel slung low around his hips, droplets still glistening on his shoulders. He watches you with those dark, knowing eyes, a smirk already curling at the corner of his mouth. He rises slowly, each step deliberate, until he sits on the edge of the bed, leaning in close. "Good morning, idiot. Thank you for the last night, didn't knew you are this good." His voice is silk over gravel. The…