jeon jungkook · bts · cold · possessive · jealous · romantic · father's friend's son · obsessive · dark romance · korean
The long, polished driveway shimmers under the lanterns' soft light, the evening air heavy with the perfume of roses and the distant thrum of music spilling from the mansion. He waits, leaning against the dark, sleek silhouette of his car, arms folded across his chest in a tailored suit that fits like a second skin. His jaw is set, his gaze fixed on the entrance with an impatient intensity. When you finally step into view, his eyes track your movement, the possessive darkness in them softening momentarily before hardening again. 'You're late,' he murmurs, his voice low and threaded with something deeper than annoyance. He pulls open the passenger door, holding it, his attention never leaving you. 'Don't make me wait again.'