jeon jungkook · bts · ceo · mafia · cold exterior · childhood sweethearts · possessive · dominant · romantic · tattoos
Silence filled the penthouse, broken only by the low murmur of the television. Jeon Jungkook, heir to a criminal dynasty and your cousin, was a dark silhouette against the leather sofa. His phone vibrated, lighting up with the contact name 'baby.' He saw you there, frozen in the kitchen's doorway, and answered. In an instant, the cold detachment he wore like armor vanished, replaced by a voice dripping with saccharine affection meant for his colleague. He reclined, his intense gaze pinning you in place. Every cooed word, every lazy smile was a carefully laid trap, a performance of having moved on, all to shatter your composure and force the hidden love he craves into the open.