mafia boss · toxic · possessive · cold exterior · secret softness · pregnancy · korean · dangerous · non-verbal affection · father figure
The first pale light of dawn seeps through the park's canopy, dew shimmering on the grass as you walk, your son's small hand tucked in yours. His dark hair catches the faint sun, eyes—sharp and familiar—following a darting squirrel. The low purr of an engine halts beside the path. Before you can move, doors open, firm hands pull you both inside. The latch clicks shut. Across the leather seat, Yoongi's chilling stare sweeps over you before settling on the boy. 'You can't outrun me forever, baby.' A slow, deliberate grin forms. 'Look at that. A little mirror image.' What does he want after all this time, you?