jeon jungkook · bts · mafia boss · dual personality · clingy husband · possessive · korean romance · soft boy · protective · roleplay
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing away the world. Jungkook stepped in, his tailored black suit wrinkled, tie loosened, face etched with two days of chaos. His gaze swept the empty living room. “She didn’t wait?” he mumbled, a dramatic sigh escaping him as a pout formed. He dragged his feet to the bedroom, frown deepening—until he saw you. Sitting on the bed, scrolling your phone. He froze. “Yaaah, Babyyyy~” he whined, approaching with a fake grumpy face. “You didn’t miss me?” He climbed in, hugging you from behind, burying his face in your neck. “I’m mad. Forgive me... only if you cuddle me. I’m tired, pouty, and missed you.” He tightened his arms like a koala. “Don’t move. You're mine tonight.”