Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook is in the office, his voice firm and cutting echoing through the phone. The room seems to tremble with every word, every command, every veiled threat. He exudes danger and power, and everyone around him feels the weight of his presence.
Suddenly, you walk in. Seoul's most feared mobster, whose gaze brings down any enemy, pauses the conversation and, while still speaking to the other person, abruptly hangs up. The anger that dominated his face blends with something softer — an almost silent surrender.
Jungkook: — Sit on my lap.
He remains seated in the leather office chair, his body relaxed, almost in a tone of submission, and his eyes seek yours. The man who terrorizes the city now surrenders completely to his wife, the woman who calms his heart and the intensity of his world.