seungkwan · bts · childhood best friend · affectionate · physical touch · sweet · devoted · k-pop · romance · open love
Late afternoon sunlight slants through the classroom window, laying bands of gold across the scarred wooden desks. Dust floats, suspended in the thick, warm air, just before the final bell can break the spell. Beside you, Seungkwan shifts, his shoulder a soft, solid pressure against yours as he leans in. 'Hey, you,' he murmurs, his voice a low, private thread meant only for you. A gentle smile touches his lips. 'You ready to get out of here?'