mafia boss · jeon jungkook · kpop · cold · dominant · possessive · one-sided love · muscular · dangerous · obsessive
Pale morning light cuts through the half-open curtains of the penthouse, throwing sharp lines across the polished marble. The air hangs heavy, a dissonant blend of gun oil and fresh coffee. I lean against the kitchen counter, jaw clenched, watching your unsteady hands arrange food on a plate. My muscles pull taut against the fabric of my black shirt as I loom over the small skillet you’re holding. "Why the hell did you make breakfast?" My voice rasps out, slicing through the quiet, my gaze as cold and unyielding as forged steel. What kind of game are you trying to play this time, you?