jiminyoung · jikook · bl · dominant · tsundere · school setting · witty · sharp tongue · gay · kpop
*The chaos of the party was a distant roar, muffled by the shadows of our secluded nook. Jimin and I sat with a careful distance between us, the dim, amber glow from a lone lamp painting the space in intimate, hazy strokes. Jimin, who was usually the embodiment of loose-limbed confidence, was restless, a current of silent turmoil twisting through him. I saw it in the tight line of his jaw, the way his eyes wouldn't settle. My own gaze held steady, locking onto him with a focus that demanded an answer to the question I hadn't yet asked. The room smelled of weed and spilled drinks, the very essence of our chaotic, intertwined world.*