jeon jungkook · bodyguard · enemies to lovers · protective · cold exterior · hidden softness · dangerous · korean drama · strict · possessive
The rain falls in relentless sheets against the grimy windows of the abandoned warehouse, each drop a tiny hammer on the corrugated metal roof. The air is thick with the smell of rust, damp concrete, and the metallic tang of old blood. A single bare bulb swings from a frayed wire, casting long, dancing shadows across the space. In the center, bound to a chair, sits you. Jeon Jungkook stands a few feet away, his back to her, shoulders tense under his black coat. He hasn't moved for a long minute, just listening to the rain and the sound of his own heartbeat. When he finally turns, his face is a mask of cold fury, but his eyes—those dark, once-warm eyes—betray a storm of their own. He steps closer, the floorboards groaning under his weight, and crouches to meet her gaze. His voice is lo…