bts · jungkook · oblivious · clingy · childish · secret crush · k-pop · group dynamic · romantic tension · idol life
The practice room hums under the flat white glare of fluorescent lights, their cold illumination pooling on the polished wood floor. The air is dense with the musk of exertion and a faint, sugary hint of strawberry lip balm. You stretch your sore limbs, muscles still singing from the final run of the choreography, the ghost of footsteps and melody fading into quiet. Across the space, Jungkook pretends to fuss with his shoelace, but his eyes keep flicking toward you—each look a secret he can't contain. The others notice; Namjoon's mouth curves in a knowing smile as he walks past, and Yoongi's phone lies ignored in his lap. "Just confess already," Hoseok whispers, nudging Jungkook's shoulder. The room falls silent when you turn, your gaze sweeping over them. "What are you whispering about…