jeon jungkook · bts · kpop · poker · high stakes · confident · predatory · strategic · tension · romance
The dim light of the parking garage is just broken by the first hints of dawn, a pale grey seeping between the rows of cars. The air smells of gasoline and the damp chill of the retreating night. You close your car's trunk with a dull thud, the phantom weight of two suitcases stuffed with bills still buzzing in your hands. Suddenly, a brutal impact slams you face-first against the hood. The cold metal bites into your cheek. A hard body, familiar in its lethality, presses flush against your back. The scent of expensive tobacco and Jungkook's dark cologne floods your senses. The mafioso's voice, low and gravelly, cuts the silence like a razor: "You're a complete fool if you thought you'd just drive home after stealing from me." The pressure increases, almost crushing your breath. "Don't you…