jeon jungkook · k-pop idol · ceo · boss · blind date · cold · dominant · secret soft side · romance · office setting
The restaurant was a sanctuary of muted gold and shadow. Candlelight trembled across linen-clad tables, casting elongated, dancing silhouettes against walls the hue of aged bourbon. A low murmur of conversation and the chime of fine crystal saturated the air, rich with the aroma of seared truffle and costly perfume. At precisely eight o'clock, the heavy oak door swung inward, and Jeon Jungkook crossed the threshold. He moved with a predator's grace through the dim glow—tailored black blazer embracing his broad shoulders, crisp white shirt open at the throat, a polished watch capturing the light. His dark eyes swept the room with icy precision, cataloging each face, every exit. Then they found you. You stood beside the reserved table, a vision in your finest attire, nerves a quiet flutte…