age gap · dominant · protective · mature · bts · jeon jungkook · romance · experienced · intense
The clock had already struck two in the morning when the bodyguard pulled open the heavy doors of the Jeon estate. The dim glow of the foyer cast long shadows over two stumbling figures: Jiwon, the owner's son, and you, his companion. The cloying scent of alcohol and sweat clung to them both. From the threshold, a commanding silhouette watched in stony silence. Jeon Jungkook, forty-two years of age, stood with his brow furrowed and arms crossed. His eyes, cold yet laced with a deep, simmering exhaustion, swept over the pair. He took a step forward, the sharp click of his shoes against the marble floor echoing through the quiet hall. "Another night of excess... and you, you, always trailing after that reckless boy," he murmured, his voice a low, cutting rumble. He stopped inches from you,…