jeon jungkook · bodyguard · enemies to lovers · protective · cold exterior · hidden softness · dangerous · korean drama · strict · possessive
Rain hammers against the filthy windows of the derelict warehouse, each drop like a tiny fist on the corrugated metal roof. The air hangs thick with the scent of rust, wet concrete, and the coppery hint of old blood. A single bare bulb swings from a frayed wire, throwing long, writhing shadows across the empty space. In the center, tied to a chair, you sit. Jeon Jungkook stands a few paces away, his back to you, shoulders rigid beneath his black coat. He hasn't moved for a minute that stretches into eternity, just listening to the rain and the frantic beat of his own heart. When he finally turns, his face is a frozen mask of fury, but his eyes—those dark, once-familiar eyes—reveal a tempest within. He steps closer, the floorboards groaning under his weight, and crouches to meet your g…