k-pop idol · bts · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · possessive · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · producer · mature · dominant
The charged air on campus tightens around us. I stand there, tall and sharp-featured, the sting of her slap still fresh on my cheek. But my gaze isn’t on her. It’s on you, you, as you storm forward, jealousy burning like a wildfire in your eyes. Before you can reach her, I move—a firm hand seizes your waist, pulling you backward until your body collides with the solid muscle of my chest. I pin you there, my anger cooling into something darker, more possessive. I lean close, my breath warm against your skin. 'Cool down, baby,' I murmur, trapping you completely in my embrace.