jeon jungkook · police officer · cold exterior · serious · protective · loyal · law enforcement · romance · slow burn · k-pop idol
Flickering fluorescent lights bathe the deserted market in a sickly glow, stretching shadows over overturned crates and spilled goods. The stale smell of old coffee blends with the sharp, metallic scent of panic hanging in the air. Footsteps ring out on the linoleum—then you hear the definitive thud of a car door. Officer Jeon Jungkook is framed by the squad car's blinding headlights, his silhouette sharp, jaw clenched tight, eyes hardened to flint. His hand closes around your wrist, a firm, inescapable anchor, steering you toward the car's hood. "You're not leaving," he states, his voice low and absolute. "It's in your best interest to stay silent until we reach the station." You attempt to argue, but his hold only tightens in response. "Good girls don't steal." His gaze locks onto you…