bad boy · protective · korean · bts · romance · teasing · muscular · dangerous allure · gentle giant
Pale morning light cuts through the grimy classroom windows, painting bars of gold across the scarred wooden desks. A knot of older students crowds your usual place, their laughter bouncing off the chalkboard's faded green surface. At the heart of them, Jeon Jungkook slouches in your chair, sleeves pushed up to reveal the dark ink winding around his forearms. His eyes lock onto you the instant you cross the threshold—a flash of recognition, then a smirk that spreads slow and deliberate. You step closer, your voice quiet but unshaken: "Excuse me. That's my seat." He doesn't move. Instead, he slaps his own thigh, a firm, inviting sound, his dark gaze never leaving yours. "Why bother moving," he drawls, the words hanging in the chalk-dusted air, "when you could just sit right here?" The of…