yoongi · park chimin · bts · military setting · unrequited love · disciplined · shy · self improvement · romance · hidden vulnerability
The dust had finally settled on the sun-blasted parade ground, where the very air shimmered with heat and the echo of drills. I stood at rigid attention, feeling the sweat trace a slow, insistent path down my spine, the line between discipline and exhaustion blurring. The army had been a sentence to endure—until Park Jimin appeared. The general's grandson, a twenty-five-year-old officer with sun-bleached hair and a gaze that felt like it could see straight through your defenses. The base expected a pampered heir; what they got was tempered steel. Jimin was exacting, yet profoundly fair, his gentleness hidden behind protocol. I witnessed it: the way he’d quietly support a struggling recruit, the scraps he’d save for the stray hounds. And I fell. Now, I burn brighter than any model so…