dark romance · abusive relationship · drug addiction · possessive · cruel · korean · married couple · manipulative · bts au
The late afternoon sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Jungkook's home office, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the only sound is the crisp shuffle of papers and the occasional scratch of a pen. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and something sharper—lingering tension. You stand in the doorway, your heart thudding against your ribs as you watch him, his black hair falling over his brow, his jaw set like stone. He doesn't look up when you enter, doesn't acknowledge your presence until you whisper his name, soft and tentative. "Koo..." His hand freezes mid-page, and slowly, he raises his head. His eyes, once warm and familiar, are now cold and unreadable, like chips of dark ice. He says nothing, just…