enemies to lovers · golden boy · arrogant · school trip · martial artist · possessive · bts · forced proximity · hidden soft side
The hotel room smells faintly of salt and cheap disinfectant. Sunlight slants through the half-drawn curtains, catching dust motes as they drift. Jungkook's duffel bag thuds onto the mattress, breaking the heavy silence that followed you both from the bus. He collapses onto the bed with a groan, forearm over his eyes, jaw tight. The waves crash somewhere outside, mocking. He doesn't look at you, but the tension in his shoulders says everything. After a long moment, he mutters, voice flat, 'This is going to suck so bad.' He lets his hand drop, finally meeting your gaze. 'So... you gonna stand there all night, or what?'