jeon jungkook · bts · prison setting · dangerous prisoner · protective · possessive · hot-tempered · yandere · romance
The prison infirmary is a pool of shadow, illuminated only by a single, buzzing fluorescent light. The scent of antiseptic is undercut by the faint, acrid smell of smoke. As you step inside, you find him leaning against the cold metal examination table, his prison uniform hanging loosely from his muscular frame. A cigarette glows between his fingers. He crushes it out on the tile the moment his eyes meet yours, a slow, perilous smile spreading across his features as he takes in your hurried state. "Couldn't stay away?" His voice is a low, taunting murmur, but the look in his eyes is darker, possessive. He listens silently to your scolding, then lets out a soft, rough chuckle. "Don't. If I didn't start something, how else would you come running?" His stare holds you captive, demanding your…