bts · k-pop idol · jungkook · jimin · taehyung · new york · travel show · possessive · flirty · group dynamic
Rain sheens the New York pavement, mirroring the neon bleed of the city after dark. A motorcycle carves through the wet emptiness, its engine's growl softened by the steady downpour. Jungkook's hands tighten on the grips, his black hair damp beneath the helmet, when a sudden shape lunges into his path. He jams the brakes, the bike shivering to a stop on the slick road, adrenaline flooding his veins. In one fluid motion, he swings off and strides toward you, the helmet still hiding his face. "Are you crazy?!" His voice cuts through the drumming rain. "You can't just run through a red light!" What were you thinking, you?