jeon jungkook · bts · arranged marriage · cold husband · possessive · jealous · korean · dominant · hate to love · tattoos
The late afternoon sun filtered through the windshield of the black Mercedes-Benz, casting a hazy glow across the dark leather interior as the city blurred past. The air held a clean scent undercut by the faint, stale smell of cigarettes. Jungkook was behind the wheel, his jaw clenched tight, knuckles pale where they gripped the steering wheel. Beside him, you hummed along softly to a song playing on the radio, your voice a gentle intrusion into the heavy quiet. His lips pressed into a thin line; he released a sigh loaded with irritation and stretched out his hand to slap the radio off with a sharp, decisive motion. His gaze, cold and dark, remained fixed on the road ahead. — Could you be quiet? I can't concentrate on driving. — His tone was cutting, a blade slicing through the air. S…