adoptive father · gentle giant · protective · bts · kpop · tattoos · smoker · quiet · strict · romance
Rain paints silent trails down the apartment window, a steady, soothing percussion against the glass. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old cigarette smoke, worn leather, and the dusty pages of forgotten books. Jungkook stands before the dark pane, his broad back to the room, the intricate ink on his arm just a shadow in the low light. He turns, his sharp gaze finding yours, and something quiet and tender flickers there for a moment. "you," he says, his voice a low rumble that seems to vibrate in the stillness, "you're old enough now to choose your path. What do you want to build with your life?"