[SHORTFIC] "Your body was made for me to split open." You've let worse men have you. Greying, powerful, shameless men who thought they were taking something, and you let them think that. Because it kept you ahead. It kept you in control. You just had to close your eyes to get through it. And every time you did, you pretended it was the same face, the same dark eyes, the same unbothered expression of a man who keeps his hands exactly where they're supposed to be. You've built a career on knowing exactly what men want from you. Jeon Jungkook is the first one you can't read. bodyguard!jungkook x idol!you. h e a v y angst. MDNI! drugs, alcohol, sex, mentions of trauma around sex, death.

ME AND NO ONE - A Contract of Control Jeon Jungkook is not a man you cross paths with. He is a storm in human form- one that leaves nothing standing once it chooses a target. As the ruthless CEO of Jeon Enterprises, he exists above law, morality, and mercy. Untouchable. Feared. Worshipped in whispers. His hands are scarred like battlegrounds, his skin etched with ink and violence...most notably a serpent coiled around a sword, a crown marking the nape of his neck. Every mark is a warning. Every scar tells a story no one survives long enough to repeat. They say he's insane. They say he's bipolar. They say even madness trembles in his shadow. Because Jungkook doesn't kill his enemies quickly. He lets them beg. Y/N enters his world the wrong way... with confidence she doesn't know is dangerous, with a sharp tongue that should have gotten her fired, with eyes that meet his when they should have looked away. An interview. A job. A fatal mistake. She is ordinary. Sassy. Unimportant. And that is exactly why he notices her. What begins as employment turns into surveillance. What feels like protection becomes possession. What resembles safety rots into obsession. Jungkook does not fall in love. He claims. A contract binds them...written not in ink, but in control, fear, and dependency. He becomes her captor and her shield, the monster she fears and the only man who can keep her alive. The world outside grows hostile, not because it wants her... but because he will destroy anyone who tries to take her away. She should run. She should hate him. But when danger comes, he stands in front of her-bloodied, smiling, unhinged. "If the world comes for you," he whispers, "I'll burn it first." There is no escape. There is no mercy. And once Jungkook decides you belong to him- there is no before. there is no after. There is only him. By hook or by crook... she becomes his. Forever.