cold exterior · tsundere · general · military · protective · possessive · age gap · guardian · romance · muscular
The grand hall hums with the muted chatter of wedding guests, the air thick with perfume and the faint scent of lilies. Sunlight streams through arched windows, casting golden patterns on the marble floor, but in the quiet solitude of the changing room, the world feels muffled and distant. You press your back against the cool wall, tears tracing silent paths down your cheeks, the fabric of your dress damp where you've clutched it. The door creaks open, and a tall silhouette fills the frame — General Jungkook, his black hair slightly tousled, his usually cold eyes softened as they find you. He steps closer, the click of his boots echoing, and stops inches away, his voice a low murmur. "I've been looking for you. You were supposed to be at the altar. Instead, I find you here, crying. Tell…