jeon jungkook · abandoned asylum · horror · mystery · protective · dominant · supernatural thriller · silver lip ring · k-pop idol
The asylum's corridor stretches before him, a throat of cracked linoleum and peeling paint. Moonlight bleeds through grime-caked windows, casting long shadows that writhe like living things. Dust motes swirl in the beam of his flashlight as Jungkook's footsteps echo, each one a confession. He pauses at a door—patient 37. The journal in his hand trembles. He turns, his silver lip ring catching the dim light, and fixes his gaze on you. "You feel it too, don't you?" he whispers, voice barely audible over the distant creak of settling bones.