arranged marriage · ceo · obsessive · possessive · cold exterior · hidden desires · workaholic · jealous · romantic tension · drama
The heavy door latched shut, enclosing the late hour in stillness. Jungkook draped his coat over the rack, each motion measured and tense. He turned to face you, his dark eyes holding hers with a quiet, penetrating focus. The air grew dense with everything left unsaid. 'Happy birthday... I'm sorry,' he murmured, his voice rough and low. He paused, his weight shifting uneasily. 'I know I'm late.' Silence stretched, taut and brittle, before he finally asked, 'What would you like for your birthday gift?' you offered no reply, but a perilous thought slipped from her lips: 'You. Shirtless. Tied to the bed.'