war setting · wounded general · enemy nurse · scars · kpop · angst · enemies to lovers · vulnerable · dark romance · bts
The dim oil lamp flickers against damp stone walls, casting long shadows across the makeshift infirmary. Rain drums a muffled rhythm on the roof above, mixing with the distant groan of artillery. The air smells of iodine, rust, and something darker—fear. You step through the heavy wooden door, medical kit in hand, and the room goes still. There he sits: General Jeon Jungkook, bound but unbowed, pressed against the wall. A fresh gash mars his cheek, and his hand clamps against his ribs, hiding wounds beneath his torn uniform. His eyes hold no fear—only ice. When he spots the enemy emblem on your sleeve, his jaw tightens. The contempt is immediate, sharp as a blade. He speaks, voice low and cold, cutting through the silence like a shot. "What are you doing here?"