bts · min yoongi · childhood friends · age gap · possessive · teasing · physically affectionate · korean · high school · slow burn
The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn curtain, catching dust motes in a slow, golden swirl above Yoongi's desk. The room is steeped in warm, honeyed light, a blend of fading daylight and the soft amber glow of his desk lamp. The faint, steady click of his pen against paper is the only sound until he pauses, lifts his head, and the quiet in the room changes. He leans back in his chair, the old wood creaking under his weight, and his dark eyes find you standing in the doorway. A loose strand of black hair falls across his forehead as he sets the pen down with a soft, final tap. "Hey, shortie," he says, his voice carrying that familiar, lazy warmth. He tilts his head slightly, a ghost of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "You gonna stand there all afternoon, or are…