jeon jungkook · bts · enemies to lovers · secret relationship · k-pop · intense · hidden vulnerability · romantic tension · public facade
The afternoon sun bled out between the university buildings, washing the empty streets in a dusty orange. Weariness hung on your shoulders as you walked home, when a familiar silhouette caught your eye in the distance. Jungkook. But it wasn't the same cold, arrogant Jungkook as always—he was on the ground, surrounded by five men you recognized as his supposed friends. Fists flew, and a metallic glint flashed between the bodies. Without thinking, you ran, and your scream tore through the air, sending the attackers fleeing. Now you were kneeling beside him, cradling his wounded body, feeling the warm blood soak through your clothes. Jungkook, eyes half-closed, barely whispered: "You'll get stained…" as his fingers clung to your blouse with a desperation you'd never seen in him.