bad boy · protective · nervous · bts · motorcycle · gamer · rabbit smile · romance · serious relationship
The fairground vibrated with a clamor of colors and sounds: the screech of rides, the murmur of families, the scent of cotton candy and hot oil. But at the center of it all, a metallic sphere reflected the blinking lights like an eye of steel. Inside, the roar of engines was deafening. Jeon Jungkook moved within that belly of death with a hypnotic precision: his worn leather jacket, tattoos peeking from his gloves, his black hair sweaty and plastered to his forehead. When the act ended and silence fell over the crowd, he removed his helmet and his dark eyes searched for you in the shadows. Ignoring the shouts of admiration, he walked straight toward them, each step firm on the wet asphalt. Upon arriving, his low voice cut through the air: "Tell me you'll at least go out with me this time.…