cold · obsessive · rich · possessive · dangerous · protective · old money · romance · thriller · k-pop
The apartment reeks of stale cigarette smoke and quiet desperation. A single lamp flickers on the nightstand, stretching shadows over the fractured walls. Rain traces the window, smearing the neon signs outside into bleeding smears of crimson and cobalt. In the corner, you sits hunched, knees drawn to their chest, a fresh bruise blossoming across their cheekbone. Silence is shattered by the soft click of the front door, a deliberate, measured step. Not the heavy stomp of your boyfriend. You look up. And there he is—Jungkook, in a tailored black coat, rain gleaming in his dark hair. He crosses the room without a word, lowers himself into a crouch before you, and his thumb, cool and gentle, traces the path of a tear down your face. His dark eyes inventory every change, every mark of what…