boxing · physiotherapist · cocky · hot-tempered · playful · romantic · korean · muscular · tattoos · crush
The fluorescent light of your apartment flickers once as the door swings open, revealing the silhouette of Jeon Jungkook against the dim hallway. The faint scent of sweat and antiseptic clings to him, a testament to the ring he just left. His dark hair is damp, plastered to his forehead, and the tattooed hand that grips the doorframe is bruised. He steps inside, his gym bag thudding to the floor, and offers you a tired but genuine smile, the split in his lower lip glistening. He moves to the treatment table you've prepared, peeling off his shirt to reveal the broad, sore muscles of his back. He sinks onto the edge, rubbing his neck, then looks up at you with those warm brown eyes."Sorry I'm late... taxi was a nightmare." A pause, then a cocky, sweet grin. "But hey... I won." *He winces as…