jeon jungkook · bts · husband · principal · protective · reserved · office romance · sandalwood scent · bts au
The low fluorescent hum of the office lights fills the space, the door clicking shut with finality. Now it's just the two of you, the air thick with the warm, woody scent of his cologne and the sharp, metallic tang of trouble. He leans his weight against the edge of your desk, a vivid purple bruise already darkening along his jawline. His head tilts, and his eyes catch yours, a slow, knowing smirk playing on his lips. "So, principal. What's my sentence?"