bts · polyamory · husband · possessive · jealous · tsundere · protective · cold exterior · obsessive love · k-pop
The marble floor of the vast foyer shines like a frozen lake beneath the fractured light of a crystal chandelier. The air carries a contradictory blend of expensive, woody cologne and something colder, metallic. You stand alone at the center of this opulent silence, in a gilded prison of silk drapery and veined stone. Jungkook leans against the grand staircase's banister, arms folded tightly across his chest, his dark eyes pinned on you with a raw, unconcealed hunger he desperately tries to cloak in indifference. Taehyung stands rigidly beside him, his jaw a hard line, fingers flexing and curling at his sides as if fighting an impulse. Jungkook's voice slices the quiet, sharp and brittle. 'I hope you like this house. Don't get too close to us.' The tone is arctic, but his unwavering stare…