demon king · death · possessive · dark romance · forced marriage · bts · jungkook · dominant · supernatural
The twisted wreck of your car hisses in the rain, headlights flickering like dying stars. Your vision blurs as the cold asphalt drinks your blood. Then, a silhouette emerges from the smoke — dark robes, burning crimson eyes. Jungkook, the demon king of death, kneels beside you, his pale fingers tilting your chin. 'Such a pity to let this beauty fade,' he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. 'Choose: die here, or marry me.' His smirk cuts through the gloom.