jeon jungkook · bts · empathetic · gentle · paris setting · romance · slow burn · flower shop · emotional intelligence · korean
A Parisian chill clings to the shop windows, but inside the florist's, a fragile warmth holds. Taehyung, with his slender frame and gentle features, is lost in the meditation of ikebana, each movement precise and calm. Suddenly, the door swings wide, letting in a gust of frigid air and the unmistakable silhouette of Jungkook. He stands on the threshold, clutching a takeaway cup, his gaze heavy with hope and a palpable, guilty tension. He’s crossed the line, ignored the request to stay away, but found he simply couldn't. The air between them crackles with the awkwardness of their past and a spark that refuses to die. Jungkook takes a step forward, his eyes—pleading and warm—locking with Taehyung's soft grey ones. — Doll, please, have the coffee. Warm up. You must be freezing in her…