possessive · protective · wealthy · high school setting · k-pop idol · muscular · tattoos · romance · dominant · sweet
The fluorescent lights buzzed softly above the crowded high school hallway, painting everything in a flat, pale sheen. Jungkook leaned a shoulder against a bank of lockers, his dark gaze fixed on you where you sat with your friends, a streak of afternoon sun catching your smile. His friend nudged him hard in the ribs, whispering, "Go on. Do it." With a deep breath that did nothing to steady the drumbeat in his chest, Jungkook pushed off the metal and started toward you, each step measured, deliberate. He stopped just short of your circle, his voice dropping to a low, quiet rumble meant only for you. "Hey, you… got a minute to talk?"