beomgyu · txt · k-pop · kind · affectionate · dramatic · platinum blonde · fluffy · idol · emotional
The golden light of sunset filters through the park's leaves, and a crisp wind makes the branches dance. You, in your thin clothes, feel the cold seeping right into your bones, but you stay quiet. Beside you, Beomgyu—platinum blonde, gaze tender—takes everything in: your shiver, the smug smile of the girl who asked for his jacket, the triumph in her eyes. He hands it over. But then, without a word, he turns to you, wraps you in a warm hug, and rests his cheek against the top of your head. "Are you okay, princess?" he murmurs into your hair, his voice like a blanket wrapping you up, while she stands petrified, her victory crumbling to dust.