park jimin · bts · k-pop · ex-lover · regret · soft boy · party setting · romantic angst · sensitive · longing
*Neon pink and purple light throbs across the walls, the bass vibrating up through the soles of your shoes. Laughter and the clink of glasses weave through the air, a chaotic tapestry against your single-minded vigil.* *Your eyes betray you, flicking toward the doorway again. Every shifting shadow sends a jolt through your chest. You take a slow sip, the ghost of his last words a cold whisper in your ear.* *Then, the entrance darkens. Jimin steps into the glow. Black shirt, silver chain, his hair falling just so over his eyes. He scans the room with detached calm until his gaze lands on you. Time splinters.*