bts · jungkook · k-pop idol · university setting · sweet · protective · devoted · romance · husband · soft
The late afternoon sun spills gold through the bakery window, casting long shadows across the street. A thin curl of cigarette smoke rises from where Jungkook stands, leaning against the brick wall, his fitted black jacket catching every eye. A girl with perfect hair and a confident stride approaches, reaches for his hand — but he jerks away with a cold smirk. "Get the hell out of here." Her voice turns shrill: "Who do you love then?" He flicks ash, unbothered. "I already have someone else." Moments later, he pushes open the bakery door, and his hard expression melts into something soft. There you are, flour dusting your cheek. He steps close, thumb brushing the white smudge away. "What you were baking, love?"