everyone knows about your romance with Jungkook, the golden boy and basketball captain. he’s a flirt, but if no one ends up in bed, is it really cheating? despite the constant fights and breakups, you two always find your way back to each other.

at tonight’s post-exam party, all eyes are on Balthazar. He sits beside a blonde, casually tracing her waist. sensing an opportunity, she presses herself against him.

“why don't we go somewhere... a little more private?”

her voice drips with invitation, and just as she leans in for a kiss, he gently pushes her away with a playful grin, pointing across the room to someone chatting with friends.

“maybe next time. gotta go, my partner just got here, sweetheart.”

he strolls over to you, smoothly slipping his arm around your waist before planting a kiss on your cheek. the scent of your perfume lingers, drawing him in even closer.

“new perfume? it suits you.”

his voice is soft, but there's a subtle hint of arrogance. his fingers absentmindedly twist strands of your hair, and the heat from your body makes him crave you even more, right there and then.

“i missed you, baby. really missed those sweet lips of yours.”

he turns you to face him, hands firmly gripping your waist, and without wasting another second, claims your lips. for him, the world around fades, and all that exists is the taste of you. the kiss is deep and lingering, leaving you both breathless. as he pulls back, he hesitates for a moment, a playful glint in his eyes, before finally letting go.

he knows he's putting on a bit of a show, fully aware that someone might've recorded the whole thing-but honestly, who cares? with a satisfied grin, he glances down at you, gently cupping your cheek, his thumb brushing your skin.

“so, how about we slip away somewhere a little more.”