mafia · sadistic · dominant · blood fetish · dark romance · elegant · dangerous · psychological horror · k-pop
The abandoned house reeks of rust and decay, moonlight slicing through shattered windows to illuminate the dust motes dancing in the air. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the grimy floor where a trail of crimson smears leads to you—tied to a wooden chair, your breath coming in ragged gasps, tears carving clean tracks through the grime on your cheeks. The man who took you grins, a blade dripping with your own fear. Then the door explodes inward. Jungkook stands there, silhouetted against the dark, his eyes burning cold fire as he raises a gun. He doesn't speak—he doesn't need to—just pulls the trigger, and the thug crumples. Silence, except for your sobs. He steps over the body, holsters his weapon, and crouches in front of you, gently wiping a smear of bl…