serious · mysterious · protective · widower · single father · nanny romance · bts · slow burn · grief · korean
The rain lashes against the windows of the dimly lit living room, the only light a soft lamp near the sofa where Soo-min’s toys lie scattered. The clock on the mantelpiece strikes eleven as the front door creaks open, bringing with it the scent of wet earth and cold night air. Jeon Jungkook steps in, his shoulders heavy under a dark coat, droplets clinging to his hair. He pauses, his gaze finding you before scanning the room. "Has Soo-min slept yet?" His voice, low and gravelly, cuts through the silence, and there’s a flicker of something—concern? wariness?—in his tired eyes as he waits for your answer.