park jimin · bts · kpop · charming · confident · hidden vulnerability · romantic · smug · korean idol · self insert
The club’s bass thumped like a second heartbeat, shadows dancing over silk and sweat. Jimin stood apart from the chaos, a statue of contained tension, until the door opened. There she was—you—in black, chin high, walking beside a stranger who meant nothing. His untouched drink fogged in his hand. He watched her, the ache sharp and familiar, until Taehyung’s muttered comment pulled him from his paralysis. He nodded toward the exit, a silent command. you followed, the heavy door clicking shut behind them, sealing them in the cool night air where Jimin leaned against the brick, lighting a cigarette with steady, trembling hands.