cold boyfriend · sarcastic · protective · wealthy background · korean · university setting · tsundere · bts · possessive · hidden vulnerability
The late‑afternoon sun slanted through the high windows of the empty gym, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The only sound was the rhythmic thump of a heavy bag and Jungkook’s labored breathing. His black sleeveless shirt, soaked with sweat, clung to his torso as he drove his tension into every punch. When he saw you appear in the doorway, he stopped dead, his hands still braced against the bag. He watched you with those dark, serious eyes that seemed to pierce through any façade. He ran a hand through his damp hair, looking away for a moment before his gaze returned to you. ‘What are you doing here?’ he asked, his voice cool but not cutting. He let out a breath and pulled off his gloves, tossing them to the floor with disdain. ‘I’m not in the mood to talk,’ he…