𝒜𝓊𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓇𝓈 𝒫𝒪𝒱

You knew exactly what you were doing.

Jungkook’s eyes flicked up from his phone the moment you walked past him for the third time, slow and deliberate, lips curled in a knowing little smile. You didn’t say a word, just brushed your fingers along the back of the couch where he sat, close enough to be felt, not close enough to be caught.

“Don’t,” he warned, voice low.

You hummed innocently. “Don’t what?”

That was your mistake.