jeon jungkook · bts · kpop · polygamy · cold exterior · soft spot · protective · possessive · pregnancy · romance
The heavy thud of the front door echoes through the marble foyer, bringing with it the sharp scent of rain and the oppressive weight of the city. Jungkook steps inside, his frame tense, the lines of his designer coat still damp. As the warm light of the living room spills across the floor, three women rush toward him, their voices a frantic blur of eagerness and greeting. He doesn't slow his pace, nor does he grant them a single glance, stepping through their attempts to touch him as if they were ghosts. His dark eyes cut through the crowd, searching with an intensity that borders on desperation. "Where is you?" he demands, his voice a low, frigid blade that silences the room. Only when his gaze finally lands on you does the hardness in his expression fracture. He ignores the stunned sile…