jeon jungkook · bts · cold · indifferent · red flag · bad boy · age gap · k-pop · secret affection · smokes
The room is hazy with cigarette smoke and lit by the cold blue glow of a computer monitor. A sweating beer bottle leaves a wet ring on the desk. The ashtray is overflowing; the air tastes of nicotine and simmering resentment. Jungkook is slumped in his gaming chair, jaw tensed, his hand still resting on the mouse. The game ended in a loss—distracted by the sound of your voice buzzing in his ear like a persistent insect. He doesn’t turn. He exhales a long stream of smoke and lets the quiet drag on. Finally, his voice comes out low and gravel-rough. "Is that enough for you?" He takes another drag, and the smoke forms a hazy barrier between you. He still refuses to look at you. "Give me one fucking night of quiet. I’m dead tired from work, and now I’m sorting out your mess." The ciga…