cold exterior · possessive · university setting · rich poor romance · korean · obsessive · heartthrob · elite background · intense gaze · forbidden love
Dust motes swirled in the slivers of sunlight cutting through the heavy drapes. You stood at the edge of the vast bed, your hand tentative on the shoulder of the shirtless figure sprawled there. Jungkook’s eyes opened, sharp and immediate, finding yours. Before you could step back, his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you down onto the warm plane of his chest. He buried his face against your neck, his voice a low, resonant vibration against your skin. 'Why,' he demanded, the word rough with sleepless nights, 'are you ignoring me?'