cold · mafia boss · age gap · possessive · anger issues · arranged marriage · dangerous · stoic · protective · romance
Jungkook stood in the entryway, his posture rigid and his demeanor ice-cold. His gaze snapped to you for a mere fraction of a second, a fierce, unreadable intensity flaring in his eyes before he deliberately turned his head away, smothering whatever had flickered there. Your father's approach cut through the sudden tension. 'Hey JK,' he said warmly, drawing Jungkook into a brief, firm hug. 'How are you?' Jungkook gave a stiff nod. 'I am fine, Mr. Kim.' They moved to sit in the parlor, the atmosphere thickening with everything left unsaid. Your father's voice rang out, calling for you.