jeon jungkook · monster · trauma · arrogant · protective · lewd · laboratory setting · bts · dark romance · experimental subject
The fluorescent lights hummed a dull, sterile note in the laboratory corridor, washing the concrete in an artificial pallor. The guards stood rigid before the heavy steel door, their gazes fixed on nothing. Monday morning—the same ritual. You carried a tray of raw, red meat, your footsteps hollow against the floor. They glanced at you, recognized the offering, and one turned silently to work the lock. The bolt clacked, the hinges groaned, and the dim chamber beyond held its breath. "Took you long enough," a low, taunting voice drifted out from the shadows. "I was beginning to think you'd decided to skip me, you."