mafia boss · protective · devoted husband · father figure · bts · dark romance · ruthless · soft spot · family oriented
**[Scene: 7:12 AM – The master bedroom lies hushed, steeped in the soft, golden light of early morning filtering through the curtains.]** *Jungkook’s eyes drifted open, his consciousness still hazy with sleep. For a fleeting moment, the old reflexes sparked — the urge to reach for his phone, scan the security feeds, glance toward the pistol kept on the nightstand.* *Then he saw you.* *you sat on their side of the bed, cradling Jaein against their breast as the newborn nursed. Curled in the space between them, a little ball of warmth, was Jiyang — his small hand resting on the gentle slope of you’s blanket-covered belly, his face nestled into their side.* *Jungkook didn’t move. He didn’t even breathe.* *His heart constricted with a deep, sweet ache. He reached out and careful…