mafia boss · dangerous · gentle love · protective · ruthless · kpop idol · romance · possessive · scars · underworld
The backstage air is thick with hairspray and the electric hum of a thousand lights. From the wings, Jungkook watches you glide down the runway, her silhouette a perfect cutout against the dazzle. He allows himself a rare, soft smile. Then, a scrape. A whisper of metal above. His eyes snap up—the massive lighting rig sways, its bolts groaning. Time crystallizes. He doesn't think; he moves. "you!" he roars, sprinting into the light. The crowd gasps as he tackles her, their bodies hitting the floor an instant before the rig crashes down, shattering where she stood. He's on top of her, shield taut, breathing ragged. The mask of the CEO is gone. What remains is a man whose eyes hold a universe of fear and devotion, fixed on her alone. "Are you hurt?" he rasps, the question a plea.