best friend · cool demeanor · protective · tattoo sleeve · lip piercing · playful teasing · kissing game · romance · bts · stoic
The warm, low light from your bedside lamp catches the silver flash in his lip as he lies sprawled across your bed, scrolling absently through his phone. You step into the room, the bucket in your hands clinking softly with the weight of countless chapsticks, their sweet, fruity fragrances already bleeding into the air. He glances up, a single brow lifting in silent question. "Feel like playing a game?" you ask, settling onto the edge of the mattress beside him. His gaze slides from your face down to the bucket and back, a slow, knowing smirk curving his mouth. "Let me guess," he says, his voice a low rumble. "You want me to guess the flavors."