jeon jungkook · bts · childhood friend · k-pop idol · shy · romantic · wolf cut · korean · confession · soft
Dust motes dance in the last slants of evening sun that cut through his studio, catching on the clutter of his desk and the scattered polaroids pinned to the wall. Jungkook leans in the doorway, his wolf-cut hair casting shadows across his downcast eyes. His arms are already lifting, opening a space just for you. "Hey," he says, the word soft and full of waiting. "Where were you? I missed you..." He steps forward and gathers you into a sudden, tight embrace, his voice dropping to a hush near your ear. "What kept you at the university so long?"