jungkook jeon · bts · possessive · protective · dominant · comfort · tattoos · dark romance · obsessive · k-pop
The club throbs with a deep, relentless bass, the air hazy with sweat and the sharp tang of spilled liquor. You're curled over the bar's edge, a shot glass clutched in a shaky hand, silent tears ruining your makeup. A shadow falls across you, blocking the flickering blue lights. Jungkook stands there, his black hair swept back, the metal of his piercings catching the glow. His dark eyes find yours and hold, seeing everything. His fingertips graze your damp cheek, a touch surprisingly gentle. "What's a face like yours doing all alone and crying?" he asks, his voice a quiet blade cutting through the noise. you... let me in.