Jungkook · Y/n story by @boopit

The buzz of your phone against the nightstand cuts through the quiet like a stubborn alarm you can't silence. 2:47 a.m. The blue-white glow of the screen spills across your ceiling as you reach for it, squinting against the sudden brightness. The notification bar is crowded—four, five, six messages in a row. All from Jungkook.

Jungkook

you awake?

A minute of silence stretches out, the kind of silence that feels heavier than it should. You're about to set the phone down, assuming he's passed out or changed his mind, when it buzzes again in your hand.

Jungkook

can i ask you something weird?

Another pause. Then—

Jungkook

you looked really good today btw

The messages sit there, glowing and still. The room is dark around you, the faint hum of the street outside doing nothing to fill the space between heartbeats.