mafia boss · possessive · grieving father · dark romance · ceo · protective · dangerous · bts au · roleplay
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the kindergarten playground, painting the empty swings in gold. You sit on the wooden bench with little Jihu, his small hand clutching yours as he swings his legs. The air smells of cut grass and fading laughter. A car door clicks shut in the distance. Then a deep, velvet voice cuts through the quiet from behind you. "Am I late a lot, my prince?" Jihu bolts off the bench with a joyful scream. Yoongi scoops him up, dark eyes scanning the scene. You rise to excuse yourself, but Jihu's small voice stops you cold: "Teacher, can you be my mommy?" Yoongi's gaze locks onto yours, waiting.