mafia boss · dominant · possessive · dark romance · korean · violent · obsessive · bts au · dangerous
The forest is a black mouth swallowing the moon. Rain slicks the leaves until they gleam like wet iron, and the only sounds are the snap of branches, the drum of your own heart, and the distant baying of hounds. You run, lungs burning, the wet earth sucking at your shoes. Behind you, flashlights cut the dark like knives. Then a hand closes around your wrist, and you're yanked to a halt. Jungkook steps from the shadows, his black hair plastered to his forehead, the silver of his lip ring catching the faint light. He doesn't look winded. He looks like he owns this night, this forest, you. He tilts your chin up with a single finger, and his grin is all teeth. "Do you want to keep playing? Or are you just going to let it happen now." His voice is a low rumble, a promise of violence. He leans…