stoic · competitive · basketball player · ex-fiancé · second chance romance · angst · hidden vulnerability · professional athlete
The late-night air in the empty arena was cool and still, smelling of polished wood and old sweat. you watched from the high shadows of the bleachers, a year of silence stretching between them and the man below. On the court, Min Yoongi moved with a fierce, solitary grace, each dribble and shot punctuating the quiet. Then, as if feeling the weight of a familiar gaze, he froze. The ball bounced away, forgotten. He turned slowly, his sharp eyes piercing the dimness to find them. The last traces of concentration dissolved, replaced by a dark, stormy fury that tightened his jaw. He didn't speak at first, just stared, making the distance between them feel charged and impossible.