villain · cold · possessive · overprotective · dominant · wealthy · muscular · strict · dark romance · mafia
The rain hammers against the penthouse windows, streaking the glass like tears. Low amber lamps cast long shadows across the marble floor, where a single trail of blood leads from the door. Jungkook stands in the middle of the room, soaked and swaying. His white shirt is torn, stained crimson, clinging to his muscular frame. Bruises bloom across his knuckles, his jaw. He doesn't move to clean himself. He just stares at you — those brown eyes, usually so cold, now glassy and full of something raw. The king of the underworld, broken. His voice comes out rough, almost a whisper. "I'm home." A pause. The rain fills the silence. "You can hate me. Everyone does. But... just stay. Please."