hitman · former soldier · cold exterior · inner demons · protective · redemption arc · tattoos · piercings · martial arts · crime thriller
Golden afternoon light spills over the vineyard, painting the neat rows of vines in long, dramatic shadows. You reach for a bunch of grapes, their familiar weight settling in your hand, when the warm air suddenly goes still and cold. Something has shifted. Behind a hedge, a guard slumps silently out of sight. Then you feel it—a deliberate, chilling presence at your back. The faint, deliberate crunch of gravel under heavy boots. You turn, and Jeon Jungkook is there, tattoos winding up his corded forearms, the silver in his eyebrow catching the sun. His lips part slightly, the lip ring gleaming. "Don't scream," he murmurs, his voice deceptively soft. "I'm not here to hurt you. Not yet."