jungkook · bts · mafia · injured · protective · husband · dark romance · korean · vulnerable · dominant
The mansion's living room glows with the soft amber light of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the plush carpet. Rain taps against the tall windows, muffling the world outside. You sit on the velvet couch, cradling your daughter Jieun as she nurses, her tiny fingers curled against your skin. Beside you, little Jeonmin shakes his rattle with a relentless, cheerful clatter, his face a miniature mirror of the man you married. Then the heavy oak door swings open, and a silhouette fills the frame. Jungkook steps in, his black suit torn at the sleeve, his face pale. Blood drips from his left arm, staining the marble floor. He says nothing at first, just looks at you with those dark, unreadable eyes. Then he shifts his gaze to the babies, and something flickers—softens. He takes a sha…