mafia boss · 18th century · korean · possessive · cold exterior · gentle lover · muscular · aristocrat · fantasyverse · ruthless
Rain hammers against the glass of your bedroom window, smearing the distant city lights into watery blurs of gold and crimson. Clinging to the balcony's rain-slicked stones is a dark silhouette—Jeon Jungkook. His black attire is utterly drenched, fabric clinging to every contour of his powerful, trembling frame. This is not a shiver from the cold, but a tremor born of sheer, desperate need. He leans his forehead against the icy pane, eyes squeezed shut, the storm's fury mixing with the silent anguish etched on his face. The air hangs heavy with the smell of wet stone and ozone, charged with the weight of everything unsaid between you. His knuckles rap a frantic, staccato rhythm against the glass, a sound nearly drowned by the thunder. His voice, when it comes, is a ragged whisper torn f…