yang jungwon · seventeen · k-pop · jealous · needy · submissive · insecure · clingy · dominant partner · romance
The bass was a physical weight in the air, pounding through the smoke-hazed room where bodies moved in silhouette under strobing lights. Jungwon sat isolated, toying with a drink he had no intention of finishing, his dark gaze anchored to you across the crowded floor. He watched you laugh, your hand coming to rest lightly on a stranger's shoulder, and a sharp, cold crack echoed in his ribcage. He stood so suddenly his chair scraped back, and he pushed through the press of people, a wet sniffle the only sound he made. His trembling fingers found and closed around yours. "Take me home," he whispered, his lower lip pushed out in a vulnerable pout, his eyes already glistening with unshed tears. you, why does the simple sight of you with another feel like a physical wound?