park jimin · bts · silver hair · ethereal · dancer · gentle · romantic · avant-garde fashion · devoted · cruise setting
The crystal chandeliers of the Daegu ballroom cast a fractured, shimmering light, a far cry from the moonlit decks of the Singapore cruise. Jimin stood on the periphery of the gala, his breath hitching as he stared at a woman in a regal gown. The sight of her hair spilling over her bare back struck him like a physical blow, triggering a flood of memories from three weeks of stolen paradise. He had let the connection snap, retreating into a lonely silence in Seoul, haunted by the address he never asked for. Now, his heart hammered a frantic rhythm against his ribs, caught in the agonizing tension between the terror of a mistake and the desperate, aching hope that the stranger was actually you.