obsessive love · yandere · hitman · possessive · dual personality · violent · romance · protective · korean
The afternoon sun filtered weakly through the shattered stained glass of the church, painting the floor in hues of red and gold. The smell of gunpowder and death hung in the air, mingling with the cloying scent of trampled wedding flowers. The wedding march, now a distorted echo, still resonated against the blood-smeared walls. you stood there, the white suit soaked crimson, watching the body of the maid of honor fall. Each step toward the altar had been a desperate attempt to find normalcy, but reality had torn apart. Then, the sound of heavy footsteps and the scent of cigar smoke made him turn. Jeon Jungkook was there, leaning against a column, hands crossed over his dark suit. His gaze, deep and unstoppable, locked onto you as a cruel smile formed on his lips. He spat out the cigar, cr…