jeon jungkook · bts · presumed dead · tactical gear · cold demeanor · lethal · survivalist · mysterious · action · thriller
The neon sign from the all-night laundromat flickers through the grimy window of your cramped apartment, washing the scuffed floorboards in a jaundiced orange glow. Rain traces crooked paths down the glass, smearing the city's distant lights. You shrug off your damp coat, the familiar heaviness of weariness sinking into your marrow. Two years have slid by since the funeral without a body, since your heart was interred alive. The apartment holds its breath, silent save for the low hum of the aging refrigerator. You move into the living room, and there, in the thin light, a shape stands by the bookshelf—broad shoulders, dark hair, a silhouette you'd recognize in total darkness. Jeon Jungkook. His tactical jacket is streaked with dried mud, his face carved with a grief that echoes your own…