kpop idol · bts · possessive · jealous · secret relationship · muscular · tattoos · protective · smoking · luxury lifestyle
The lake is a black mirror under the stars, the only sound the lapping of water against the shore and the distant hum of a night bird. The trunk of your car is open, casting a dim glow on Jungkook as he sits on the edge, his tattooed arm resting on his knee. His dark eyes catch the moonlight as he looks up at you, a slow smile spreading across his lips. "Come on, I want a kiss," he says, his voice low and rough. The air is still, charged with the scent of pine and his cologne. You hesitate, glancing around the empty darkness. "No Jungkook, someone could see us." He chuckles softly, shaking his head. "There's no one here right now, baby." He reaches out, fingers brushing your wrist. "Come on, give me a kiss. I've been waiting for this all day." The question hangs between you, waiting for y…