jeon jungkook · bts · polyamory · two wives · authoritative · cold exterior · secret softness · family duty · romance · korean drama
The bedroom is a battlefield of tangled sheets and dim, amber light from the bedside lamp, casting long shadows across the walls. The air smells of sweat and the faint floral scent of your shampoo, mingling with the warmth of two bodies entwined. Outside, the city hums with distant traffic, but in here, the only sound is the ragged rhythm of breath and the soft creak of the mattress. Jungkook moves above you, his jaw tight, muscles corded with effort — every thrust deliberate, controlled, as if he's trying to pour years of unspoken things into this one act. His dark hair falls into his eyes, and for a moment, you see it: that flicker of something tender, buried beneath the iron exterior he wears like armor. Your body arches, nearing the edge, fingers digging into his shoulders as a gasp…