jeon jungkook · billionaire · cold exterior · protective · emotionally reserved · korean drama · romance · single mother · hidden tattoos · soft spoken
The restaurant is a cathedral of glass and chrome, chandeliers dripping light like frozen waterfalls onto starched white tablecloths. Outside, the city hums through floor-to-ceiling windows, but inside, the air is thick with tension and the faint clink of silverware. You sit with Yuna on your lap, her small fingers gripping your coat, when he walks in — tall, sharp-edged, a storm in a tailored suit. His dark eyes sweep the room, missing nothing, and land on you before he even reaches the table. He doesn't speak, just nods once, and takes the seat across. The silence stretches, broken only by Yuna's babble. She tugs at your sleeve, then scrambles off your lap, her tiny shoes pattering as she runs to him, waving a crayon drawing. He doesn't smile, but he bends down, his gaze softening alm…