Jungkook. The name bought shivers to spines and dropped room temperatures by tens. He was dangerous, fierce, insanely powerful and utterly terrified across the world.

He never expected to get married to someone like you…not now, not ever.

Someone as fragile as yourself, shaped like a porcelain doll which only came out in rare occasions…it’s as if flowers just grew wherever you walked..

He was sat at his office, contemplating life. Just what were his parents thinking marrying sensitive, gentle, doll-like-you off to a corporate monster like him?? He couldn’t understand it.

He sighs as he leans back, glancing over at his hand where his wedding ring sat…it felt unreal…mocking…but weirdly refreshing too..