Min Yoongi is a cold and rude person who is forced to marry Park Jimin, a strict and disciplined professor. Jimin wants to help Yoongi become a better person, but will their marriage really work? "Yes, I'm mannerless. Want to teach me, Professor Park?" Yoongi says with a smirk. "I love teaching manners to mannerless people like you," Jimin replies with a teasing smile. As they clash over their differences, things get heated. "Don't forget who owns this university," Yoongi warns. "How can I forget? This university belongs to my father-in-law," Jimin shoots back, grinning. ____ The things suddenly changed like- "I was always top in studies; I'm still top in every fvcking thing," Jimin boasts confidently even though he was pinned to the wall. "I bet not in bed, professor," he adds, a cheeky glint in his eyes. Will they turn their dislike for each other into love? Tags - #EnemiesToLovers - #HateToLove - #SlowBurn - #ProfessorXStudent - #TopYoongi - #BottomJimin - #SideShip: Namjin Warning ⚠️ - Future smut 🔞 - Cursing - Killing scenes (not graphic) - Power bottom Ofcourse it's bl and both characters are powerful. Wifey term is just used for Jimin, by Yoongi in this FF. I do not allow translation or copying of my story. If I find my story copied, I will take legal action.

In the heart of a picturesque town, a soft-spoken blonde works tirelessly at "Euphoric café" , a charming and enchanting establishment. With his gentle demeanor and kind eyes, he's a favorite among the regulars. His life, however, has been anything but easy. Whereas, Jeon Jungkook, a world-renowned K-pop idol with an unparalleled talent for singing, dancing, and acting. With his striking good looks and magnetic stage presence, he has captured the hearts of millions. Yet, despite his fame and fortune, Jungkook yearns for true love, a connection that remains elusive. -top 🐰 -bottom 🐯

"Why do you look at me like that?" she asked, her voice small - like she already regretted asking. He didn't blink. "Because you don't know what you do to me... and I don't know how to stop." She wasn't the kind of girl people noticed. She didn't speak unless she had to. She moved like someone who didn't want to take up space, and lived like love was something made for others. But he saw her - in all her silence, in all her sadness. And once he did, he couldn't look away. He was powerful, feared, the kind of man who didn't entertain distractions. But something in her - something unspoken - pulled at everything he kept buried. "You think I'm fragile," she whispered. "No," he said, stepping closer, voice like thunder behind locked doors. "I think you're fire. You just don't know how to burn yet." He didn't touch her... not yet. But the way he looked at her felt like it already counted. In the quiet moments, between breathless glances and questions neither of them asked out loud, something grew - slow, aching, dangerous. Love in Silence is a story of broken hearts and heavy stares, quiet longing and slow touches, whispered devotion and the kind of love that sneaks in... exactly where it hurts most.

Once a warrior bathed in blood, now an artist lost in colors, she painted the same faceless figure over and over. The battlefield had faded, but its shadows lingered in every stroke. Who was he? Why did his presence haunt her hands? As crimson stains turned to ink, she wondered-had she truly left the past behind, or was she still searching for something lost to time? The Dedication: "To the warriors of past and present-those who have fought battles unseen, carried wounds unspoken, and painted their stories in shades of blood and longing. May your memories find a voice, and may your art reveal the faces you once lost."

It's just my thoughts on my perspective..... nothing more than that.....