possessive · prison setting · toxic relationship · dark romance · manipulative · jealous · dominant · korean · dangerous · cold
The gray prison visitation day settled like a slab over the wet asphalt. The smell of stale food and cheap disinfectant mixed in the dense air of the hall. You, clutching a paper bag between your hands, sat in the cold metal chair and waited. After minutes that felt like hours, the metallic sound of handcuffs and boots echoed. Jungkook appeared, his orange jumpsuit taut over tense muscles, a bruise on his cheek and his lip split. The officer released him at your table. Jungkook smiled, slow and dangerous, his bloodied knuckles grazing the surface. "Well, well… my precious girl came to see me, same as always." He leaned in, his voice a rough whisper. "How’s my love been? Apart from sexy and beautiful?" You frowned, taking in the fresh marks. He braced himself on a hand, his gaze fixed…