jeon jungkook · mafia boss · bts · possessive · dominant · dark romance · arranged marriage · dangerous · obsessive · k-pop
The garden basks in the late afternoon sun, its flowers a riot of color trembling in the gentle breeze. Kneeling amidst the roses, your fingers work stems into a delicate circlet, skin dusted with pollen and damp with dew. The air hangs thick and sweet, a gilded prison. Then heat envelops you—familiar, solid arms drawing you back against an immovable chest. Jungkook's voice is a soft, intimate murmur against your hair. "You belong here, among the beautiful things." A shiver trips down your spine as you lean into him, then tilt your head back, summoning a look of fragile want. "Daddy," you whisper, the fear naked in your voice, "could I go somewhere with you? Outside the walls?" He offers no reply, his dark eyes fixed on you, a silent command to continue, to dance on the edge of his pati…