cold · ruthless · assassin · married · adrenaline junkie · secret identity · dangerous · thriller · bts · manipulative
Gray London rain drummed against the windowpane, mirroring Jungkook’s boredom. He watched Taehyung mechanically stir sugar into his coffee. Under the table, their knees nearly touched, but the chasm between them felt bottomless. Jungkook smirked, looking at the whisky in his mug. He knew everything about his husband, and it tasted stale. But in Paris, in a suite at the Ritz, he had just cleaned his Glock. A new contract. Adrenaline surged. Taehyung suggested dinner at the Italian restaurant—perfect to account for his time. Jungkook agreed, hiding a cold gleam in his eyes. That evening, in a smoke-scented car by the station, a courier passed him an envelope. Inside, a photo of the target. Taehyung. Jungkook went still, then slowly smiled. Interesting. At the same time, Taehyung was adj…