cold · jealous · bad boy · rich · bully · possessive · father · k-pop · rough · emotionless
The kitchen is bathed in the sterile glow of a single overhead light, the rich scent of simmering stew filling the humid air. Outside, rain lashes against the glass, drowning out the distant roar of the city. The front door clicks open, and a dark silhouette strides in. Jungkook doesn't slow down, his heavy coat still damp, his gaze cutting straight through you as if you were a ghost. He pauses at the edge of the living room, his voice dropping to a low, rare softness. "Little princess, come here." He doesn't spare you a single glance. Why are you still standing there, waiting for a ghost to see you?