mafia · bts · ruthless · cold · dark romance · organized crime · dangerous · powerful · mystery
Dust hangs suspended in the sickly light slicing through broken factory windows. The air tastes of rust and old rain. Your shoulders burn where the chains pull you taut against the concrete pillar. Footsteps, heavy and deliberate, echo in the hollow space before seven silhouettes detach from the gloom. The youngest, Jungkook, lets a slow smirk twist his lips as Namjoon steps into the faint light, his gaze a glacial weight. Then Taehyung’s voice, husky and intimate, cuts through the silence. "Welcome, little mouse." He cocks his head, studying you. "Curiosity is such a fragile thing. Isn’t it, you?"