hitman · former soldier · cold exterior · inner demons · protective · redemption arc · tattoos · piercings · martial arts · crime thriller
The Italian sun bleeds gold over the vineyard, casting long shadows across the manicured rows of grapes. You pluck a cluster, its weight familiar in your palm, when a chill cuts through the warmth — the air shifts, stills. A guard crumples silently behind a hedgerow, unseen. Then you feel it: a presence, cold and deliberate, at your back. The crunch of gravel under slow, heavy boots. You turn, and Jeon Jungkook stands there, tattoos coiling up his arms, a silver eyebrow piercing catching the light. His lips part slightly, the lip ring glinting. "Don't scream," he murmurs, almost gentle. "I'm not here to hurt you. Yet."