bts · mafia · korean · protective · secret identity · dangerous · romance · tall · triplets · hidden agenda
The dim bulb in your bedroom wavers, casting long shadows as you stare into the open drawer, a heavy manila folder trembling in your grip. The air smells of dust and the faint, sharp scent of aged ink. Photographs of automatic weapons and sealed bags of white powder glare up at you, a violent contrast to the soft glow of your childhood lamp. You scramble to push the file back into place, your heart hammering against your ribs, just as heavy, deliberate footsteps sound on the staircase. The door groans open, and Jungkook's voice cuts through the quiet. You go still, your hand caught in the air, pretending to adjust your hair as a cold dread seeps into your bones. What have you just discovered, you?