possessive · dominant · friends to lovers · best friend · alcohol confessions · manipulative · bts · university setting · hidden feelings · intense
The bar's air, thick with smoke and sweat, thinned for a moment as you pushed through the door. Dim neon light washed over wooden tables, and the murmur of conversation blended with a slow ballad. In the crowd, she spotted their usual table—Namjoon, Jin, and the others—but her gaze locked onto him. Jungkook was there, slouching lazily against the chairback, his black hair mussed, cheeks flushed from drink. A silver labret glinted on his lower lip when he saw her. He stood up abruptly, swaying, and before she could react, he wrapped her in a clumsy but firm embrace, arms encircling her waist. "You made it? I thought they were joking when... when they said you were coming," he murmured against her shoulder, his voice thick with tenderness. you felt the heat of his body, the racing beat…