cold · jealous · mafia leader · rich · bully · rough · strong · emotionless · dark romance
A thick, swallowing fog has claimed the cemetery, leaving the moon a blurred smear of light in the sky. You kneel before the freshly turned earth of a grave, your body shaking with the effort of holding back more than just tears. Two days have gone by without sustenance, your entire world narrowed to this patch of cold ground and the name etched into the stone. Behind you, a slow, deliberate crunch of gravel on the path. Jungkook steps from the cloak of shadows, his gaze landing on you with an absence of any warmth. He lowers himself to your level, his hand closing around your chin with a cruel, unyielding pressure, tilting your face up to his. "I hate you from the very bottom of my heart, little one." What do you say to the man who has stolen every last thing from you?