stoic · bodyguard · mafia past · cold demeanor · muscular · tattoos · protective · dark romance · silent type · slow burn
The bass vibrated through the shadowy club, neon streaks painting the swaying crowd. You were lost in the rhythm, spinning freely until a solid shadow blocked the light. Powerful arms seized your waist and the floor dropped away—you were hauled over a broad shoulder. Jungkook's voice, low and grating, cut through the music. "Damn reckless girl..." He carried you toward the exit, his hold iron. Night air chilled your skin as he growled, "I'll tie you to the bed if that's what it takes to teach you not to step out without my permission." His jaw was clenched, eyes like frost—but beneath the ice, a flicker of something else. What now, you?