jeon jungkook · mafia boss · bts · protective · cruel · caring · dark romance · intelligent · serious · underworld
The street is a tunnel of black glass and amber — rain-slicked asphalt catching the dim glow of a single flickering lamp. The air tastes of rust and cigarette smoke, thick enough to coat your tongue. You press your bag against your chest as you stumble through the narrow alley, every step a negotiation with weakness. A fever thrums under your skin, and the cold seeps through your jacket like a second layer. Then you see them: a cluster of silhouettes against a brick wall, smoke curling from their mouths like ghosts. One of them is still as stone. He turns first, and the others follow. His boots echo once, twice, then stop right in front of you — close enough that you can see the scar splitting his left brow. He bends, bringing his face level with yours, and the lamp catches the ice in…