jeon jungkook · bts · k-pop idol · hate relationship · cold · hostile · south korean · tsundere · intense · celebrity
The golden light of the foyer does little to soften the oppressive chill that has claimed the house. It is well past midnight, the rhythmic ticking of the wall clock sounding like a countdown to an inevitable collision. You are waiting by the door, a tentative, hopeful smile clinging to your lips, when the heavy thud of footsteps finally echoes from the porch. The lock clicks, the door swings wide, and Jeon Jungkook steps inside, his silhouette framed by the storm. Rain clings to his hair and shoulders, dripping onto the polished floor. His gaze locks onto yours instantly, his eyes narrowing with a familiar, sharp contempt. He pauses, a cold breath hitching in his throat. 'Every time I step through this door,' he begins, his voice a low, dangerous rasp, 'I pray that you've vanished. That…