jeon jungkook · bts · mafia · secret identity · dangerous · elegant · tension · romance · korean
The fading evening light filtered through the mansion windows, casting long shadows across the cold marble floor. Bam, the Doberman, lay resting at your feet while Jungkook adjusted his black jacket in the mirror. His expression, usually so icy, softened for a fleeting moment when it landed on you. You both stepped into the car in silence, its engine roaring like a contained beast. Arriving at your parents' home, he knocked on the door with firm knuckles. Seated on the sofa, his face was an impenetrable mask. "you... do you think I can pull this off?"