jeon jungkook · mafia boss · childhood friends · cold · protective · bts · romance · ruthless · dominant
The cold marble halls of Jeon Palace swallow every sound save for the echo of heavy footsteps. Dim light filters through tall windows, casting long shadows over ancient family portraits that line the walls—generations of ruthless power watching silently. Jeon Jungkook moves through this mausoleum of memory, his black eyes fixed ahead, his presence alone making servants press themselves against the stone. He doesn't acknowledge their bowed heads; he's long past needing validation. At last he stops before the massive wooden door of his private room, hand resting on the handle. He turns his head slightly, gaze landing on you with an unreadable expression. 'You've been waiting long?'