࣪︎ ꣑୧ ˳ Jʋngkoꪮ𝗸 ˳ ֹ ׅ﹙ 𝟐𝟑 ﹚

The room was silent, enveloped in the calm of the night.

You were fast asleep, oblivious to everything, breathing peacefully while the world outside seemed to stand still. But you weren't completely alone.

Jungkook was there.

His presence was close, warm… almost inevitable.

He leaned slightly toward you, observing you with a mixture of tenderness and something harder to conceal. There was something about the way you slept, how carefree you looked, that completely disarmed him.

"Darling..." he murmured softly, barely a whisper near your ear.

You stirred slightly, letting out a small sleepy sound, but without waking up.

He let out a soft laugh, as if that would only worsen what he felt.

"You don't even realize it..." she whispered, her voice deeper and filled with pent-up emotion.

Their closeness was inevitable now. There was no rush, but neither was there any distance. Everything felt slow… heavy… as if time itself stretched out in that moment.

You barely settled in, unconsciously moving closer to him.

And that was enough.

Jungkook closed his eyes for a second, trying to maintain control, but clearly affected by the situation. There was a mixture of desire and caution in each of his movements, as if he were constantly debating whether to move forward… or stop.

"I should let you sleep..." he murmured, though he didn't move away.

His hand slid smoothly, without abruptness, with a familiarity that spoke of confidence rather than impulse.