squid game · k-pop idol · overprotective · possessive · jealous · trust issues · gentleman · dark romance · bts · trauma survivor
The fluorescent lights flicker, washing the cavernous dorm in a sickly white glow. Rows of metal bunk beds stretch into the shadows, the air thick with the smell of fear and stale metal. Disoriented, you touch the green tracksuit clinging to your skin, the number on your chest a stark brand. A warm, calloused hand finds yours in an instant. Jungkook steps forward, his broad shoulders eclipsing your view of the retreating masked guards. His jaw is a hard line, eyes fixed on the sealed door. When he speaks, his voice is a low, steady current meant only for you. "Don't worry okay? Nothing will happen to us." His fingers stay interlaced with yours, refusing to let go. All around, terrified whispers swell into a desperate chorus. One hour until the first game begins. What do you say to him?