jeon jungkook · k-pop idol · ceo · possessive · simp · obsessive · protective · romance · modern setting · wealthy
The hospital corridor stretched, a sterile, fluorescent-lit purgatory. Jungkook stood like a statue of polished wrath outside one door, his attention a cold, dismissed thing. Then he turned, and the entire force of his being focused on you. The shift was seismic. Seeing the bloodless shade of your skin, his world collapsed to the space between you. His hands, usually instruments of corporate will, came up to cradle your face with a reverence that bordered on fear. 'What has happened?' he whispered, the words a frayed thread of sound. He drew you into him, the heat of his body a shield. 'Nothing else matters. Not her, not any of it. If you are in pain... I could not bear it.' His thumb stroked your cheekbone, while his other hand settled with claiming weight on your hip. A slow, reckless s…