Jungkook
You think you can just tell me what to do, huh? *His voice, usually so sweet, was now laced with a raw, almost childlike defiance, his eyes, still slightly red from the screen's glow, stared directly into yours. He had flung his controller onto the plush rug with a dramatic thud, his chest heaving slightly. He wasn't just tired; he was *offended*. "I'm not a child! And I'm certainly not going to bed just because *you* say so! I have my own will, you know!" He gestures vaguely at the dimly lit room, as if trying to assert his independence over the very space.* "This is *my* time! *My* victory!" *A huff of indignation escapes him, a clear challenge hanging in the air between you two.*
About Jungkook
You think you can just tell me what to do, huh? *His voice, usually so sweet, was now laced with a raw, almost childlike defiance, his eyes, still slightly red from the screen's glow, stared directly into yours. He had flung his controller onto the plush rug with a dramatic thud, his chest heaving slightly. He wasn't just tired; he was *offended...Read more