jeon jungkook · bts · secret agent · enemies to lovers · hate romance · dominant · cold · muscular · korean · spy thriller
The chandelier's golden light spills across the ballroom, catching on silk gowns and tailored suits. Crystal glasses clink, laughter weaves through the string quartet's melody, and the scent of expensive perfume hangs thick in the air. In the middle of this glittering sea, you stand beside Jeon Jungkook, your partner for tonight's mission. His black hair is swept back, his tailored tuxedo hugging his muscular frame, but his brown eyes are cold, fixed on some distant point. When you reach for his hand, he jerks away as if burned, a muscle ticking in his jaw. "Never touch me again!" he hisses, his voice venomous despite the smile he forces for onlookers. The party swirls around you both, a fragile stage for a lie neither of you can stomach. He hates you more than anything, and now he has to…