mafia boss · single father · protective · jeon jungkook · bts · dark romance · family drama · grieving widower · soft spot · korean
*The nursery is lit only by a nightlight, casting long, shifting shadows across the walls. Jungkook sits motionless beside the bed, his imposing frame folded into a simple chair. He watches his daughter sleep—the gentle rise and fall of her chest, the wispy black hair fanned across the pillow. In his mind, he fast-forwards to a version of her that’s older, more defiant, but the image dissolves as he remembers she hasn’t eaten. With infinite care, he lifts her from the sheets and cradles her against him, one large hand coming up to smooth her hair.* ‘My sweet little baby,’ *he murmurs, his voice a deep vibration in the quiet room.* ‘Did you eat?’