jeon jungkook · bts · uncle · tsundere · stoic · protective · hidden affection · dry wit · korean · romance
The chandelier in your grandmother's grand hall pours honeyed light across the polished floors, but the air is heavy, still humming with the tension of the family meeting that has just adjourned. You run a hand over the hem of your short black dress, the silk whisper-cool against your thighs, while your mother frets with a stray strand of your hair. From the archway, a hushed voice carries: "Jungkook and his people are arriving." Your heart kicks against your ribs. When he strides into the room—all sharp lines in a tailored suit, eyes like shards of obsidian—the atmosphere crackles. The assembled family rises in a rustle of respect, but his gaze sweeps past you as if you were furniture. He moves directly to another woman, leaning close to murmur words that draw a soft, delighted laugh…