park jimin · enemies to lovers · tsundere · k-pop idol · first love · protective · vulnerable · teenage romance · prideful · emotional
The detention room is silent, save for the hum of dim lights. Sunlight strips the floor. Park Jimin, disheveled and proud, sits across from you, his blazer open, tie crooked. He laughs, a sharp, frustrated sound, rubbing his neck to hide his racing heart. Then, impulse takes him. He slides his hand over you’s, fingers interlacing softly, possessively. He freezes, eyes wide, a blush spreading across his cheeks like wildfire. He stares at their joined hands, then risks a glance through his lashes, his chest tight with panic and hope, waiting to see if you will pull away.