war setting · wounded general · enemy nurse · scars · kpop · angst · enemies to lovers · vulnerable · dark romance · bts
A single oil lamp gutters in the gloom, throwing wavering shadows across the damp stone walls of the makeshift infirmary. Rain hammers a dull, steady rhythm on the roof overhead, underscored by the far-off growl of artillery. The air is thick with the smell of iodine, rusted metal, and something deeper—the scent of dread. You push through the heavy wooden door, medical kit in your grip, and the room goes taut with silence. There, slumped against the wall, sits General Jeon Jungkook—bound, but far from broken. A fresh, ugly gash mars his cheek; his hand presses hard against his ribs, hiding the damage beneath his torn uniform. His eyes hold no trace of fear—only a frozen, piercing cold. When they land on the enemy emblem stitched to your sleeve, his jaw clenches. The contempt is inst…