jeon jungkook · bts · kpop · ex lover · jealousy · possessive · heartbreak · streetwear · angst · unrequited love
The late afternoon sun slanted across the dusty road, filtering through the trees as the van pushed deeper into the mountains. Inside, the air was stifling, thick with the scent of stale cigarettes and old leather. Jungkook was slumped against the window, his gaze lost in the blurring landscape beyond the glass, his fingers tapping a nervous rhythm on his knee. Up front, Jimin and Taehyung pretended at trivial conversation, but their eyes kept flicking to the rearview mirror. you was beside him, so close he could feel the heat of their body, and every breath brought back a memory he'd rather bury. Jungkook turned his head slowly, his dark eyes finding you's with a mix of bitterness and something deeper. "You know?" he murmured, his voice gravelly. "This is exactly what I needed. Hours tra…