oblivious · loyal best friend · heartbreak · christmas eve · drunk · bts · k-pop · childhood friends · unrequited love
The bar is bathed in a warm, amber glow, the festive atmosphere underscored by the soft, ironic melody of Christmas carols and the low hum of distant chatter. Jungkook is slumped heavily against the counter, his tattooed arm draped loosely around a glass of amber liquid. His eyes are glassy, unfocused, and his dark fringe falls over his brow in messy waves. He downs another shot with a sharp wince, barely registering your presence beside him. "Tell me why she chose him," he rasps, his voice thick with liquor and longing. "What is he that I'm not?"