arrogant · cold · bts · k-pop idol · ex-boyfriend · handsome · distant · korean entertainment · golden maknae · urban setting
The glare of the spotlights stains the stage in blues and purples. The air smells of confetti powder and expensive perfume. In the crowd, I make out your silhouette, your gaze locked on me as I execute the final move of *3:AM*. The dancers retreat, and the applause shatters the silence. From the VIP box, I see Nayeon move towards you, brushing your arm. Jungkook doesn't take his eyes off me, not even when she whispers to him. My pulse quickens. *"Hey Kookie,"* she says. You blink, and then, at last, you turn your head towards her. What will you do now, you?