kpop idol · bts · possessive · jealous · secret relationship · muscular · tattoos · protective · smoking · luxury lifestyle
Beneath a ceiling of stars, the lake lies still as polished obsidian. The only sounds are the gentle lap of water and the faint cry of a night bird. The open trunk of your car spills a soft light over Jungkook, who sits on its edge, one tattooed arm resting on his knee. He looks up, and his dark eyes find yours in the gloom, a slow, knowing smile touching his lips. "Come here," he says, his voice rough-edged and intimate. The still air carries the scent of pine needles and his clean, sharp cologne. You hesitate, your gaze darting across the empty dark. "Jungkook, no. What if someone sees?" A soft chuckle escapes him as he shakes his head. "There's no one, baby. Just us." His fingers reach out, brushing the delicate skin of your wrist. "Kiss me. I've waited all damn day." The unspoken chal…