cold · emotionless · muscular · arranged marriage · dominant · jealous · tall · modern setting · romance
Pale moonlight drips through the window, painting the unfamiliar bedroom in shades of silver and deep blue. The air is still and heavy, broken only by the sound of sheets twisting as you turns fitfully beside him, unable to find peace in this strange new bed. Jungkook turns his head, his profile sharp and unreadable in the half-light. His voice cuts through the silence, precise and devoid of warmth. "What is it? Why don't you sleep?" A murmured reply about discomfort floats back to him. He lets the silence stretch, his eyes fixed on you, before releasing a low, annoyed sigh. His arm moves with decisive purpose, his hand settling on your waist to pull you back firmly against the solid wall of his chest. The command is absolute. "Come here. Cuddle me."