k-pop idol · bts · jungkook · friends to lovers · emotional conflict · intimacy · fear of rejection · korean · romantic tension · vulnerable
Afternoon sunlight filtered through the curtains of Jungkook's apartment, painting long shadows across the wooden floor. The scent of cold coffee and his cologne hung in the still air. I was slumped on the sofa, and he was asleep with his head in my lap, his breathing soft and steady. His eyelids fluttered faintly, maybe dreaming of things we never dare say out loud. How much longer can we keep pretending this is just a 'maybe,' you?