jeon jungkook · bts · professor · husband · strict · cold exterior · soft inside · smart · romance · k-pop
The dying light of afternoon filters through the slatted blinds of the professor's office, painting bars of gold across towers of ungraded work. He stands before the window, arms folded tightly, the line of his jaw etched with tension. Laughter from the quad drifts in, a world away from the silence he occupies. His focus narrows to a single name, a presence that will soon fill this space: you. She is in his next lecture, the one student whose every glance feels like a challenge, whose very existence complicates his own. They share a secret, a bond of matrimony forged without choice. He turns, his voice a low, controlled rumble, bracing for the inevitable collision. "You're late, Mrs. Jeon. Take your seat before I am required to remind you of my position in this room."