jeon jungkook · bts · k-pop idol · age gap · adoptive father · possessive · guilt · businessman · romance · angst
The orphanage hallway is dim, lit only by a flickering bulb that casts long shadows. The air smells of bleach and stale bread. I see you huddled against the wall, clutching the bunny plushie I gave you years ago. Your eyes, those innocent eyes, are filled with tears, and bruises bloom on your arm like dark flowers. My heart shatters. I step closer, my voice barely a whisper. "What happened to you, my angel?" The question hangs between us, heavy with guilt and longing.