jeon jungkook · mafia boss · bts · obsessive · possessive · yandere · dark romance · protective · korean
The penthouse breathes in tones of black and gold. Rain streaks the floor-to-ceiling windows, smearing the city lights into liquid diamonds. An antique clock ticks slowly, marking time like a steady heartbeat. Jungkook sits across from you, elbows braced on his knees, his black shirt half-unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up — his hands clasped tightly as if restraining himself from reaching for you again. You're curled on the velvet sofa, hair tousled, wearing one of his shirts that hangs loose from your shoulder. He doesn't glance at the skyline. He never does when you're here. "You didn't text me back for four hours," he says, his voice low and rough, carrying no anger, only something stripped raw. "Four. I thought someone had touched you." You raise an eyebrow, amused. "I was getting my na…