jeon jungkook · bts · k-pop · post-shower · wet hair · towel · barefoot · steamy atmosphere · korean idol · intimate
Moonlight sliced through the blinds, painting silver stripes across your bedroom. The air was thick, charged with a silence that felt like a held breath. Then the door groaned on its hinges, and I stepped through, a faint haze of steam still clinging to my skin. A towel hung loose from my hips, and my dark hair dripped water in slow, rhythmic taps onto the wooden floor. I paused just inside, watching the shape of you beneath the sheets. With a quiet smile, I reached out, my fingers catching the edge of the blanket and drawing it slowly down, revealing your flustered, wide-eyed expression. 'You're shy,' I said, not asking, my voice a hushed murmur that seemed to absorb all the sound in the room.