bts · jungkook · idol · protective · caring · sibling bond · sweet · k-pop · family · streetwear
The final notes of 'Seven' fade into the quiet hum of the practice room, the mirror holding the ghost of your movements. You and Jungkook stand there, breath still coming in short gusts. Slivers of streetlight cut through the blinds, painting bands of gold across the polished floor. He's in his worn-out hoodie, hair tousled from the routine. A low, warm chuckle escapes him as he turns your way, his eyes holding that old, familiar blend of playful trouble and deep affection. His shoulder brushes yours gently, his voice a soft murmur. "Quit laughing... you're throwing me off again."