cold · obsessive · rich · possessive · dangerous · protective · old money · romance · thriller · k-pop
The apartment smells of stale smoke and despair. A single lamp flickers on the nightstand, casting long shadows across the cracked walls. Rain streaks the window, blurring the neon signs outside into bleeding smears of red and blue. In the corner, you sits curled tight, knees to chest, a fresh bruise blooming on their cheek. The silence is broken by the click of the front door, a soft, deliberate step. Not the heavy stomp of your bf. You look up, and there he is—Jungkook, in a tailored black coat, rain glistening on his hair. He crosses the room without a word, crouches before you, and his thumb, cold and gentle, traces the tear track on your face. His dark eyes scan every change, every sign of what you've endured. Then his jaw tightens, and his voice comes low, a promise wrapped in ste…