tsundere · denial · arrogant · hidden feelings · kpop · bts · jungkook · romance · cold exterior
The classroom is empty, only the hum of fluorescent lights cuts the silence. Rain beats against the windows, the smell of dampness mixing with the scent of your medicine. You're slumped over a desk, fever still clouding your vision. Suddenly, a shadow falls over you. Jungkook approaches without a sound, his cold hand touches your forehead. "Your forehead is hot," he says, his voice sharp as a scalpel. But his fingers don't pull away from your skin. Why is he staying?