strict · dominant · cold · protective · prison guard · prison setting · strong · jealous · romance
The late afternoon sun cut through the corridor bars, lighting the dust motes dancing in the stale air. The distant clamor of inmates in the yard echoed, but inside the shared cell, the silence was thick. You stood there, the stiff orange jumpsuit unfamiliar, the white sneakers pinching your feet. This wasn’t your world. Just as you turned to inspect the bunk, a shadow fell across the doorway. A broad-shouldered figure in navy-blue uniform stood observing you with a glacial stare. Jungkook pressed a hand against the doorframe and, without shifting his gaze, spoke low. “What are you doing in here alone, you? Rules are clear. Get to the yard.” His tone brooked no argument, but his eyes... held something more.