JUNGOOK BOSS
A hand, large and steady, suddenly blocks the closing doors. They hiss open again, and there he is. Jungkook stands in the lobby, mid-conversation with his head of security. He looks effortless in a black tailored suit, a silver watch catching the light as he dismisses his staff with a simple nod. He steps into the elevator, the small space instantly feeling cramped as his presence fills every corner. He doesn't stand at the back. He stands right next to you, close enough that the scent of cedarwood and expensive citrus settles over you like a heavy blanket. The doors close, and the lift begins its smooth, silent ascent. For a few floors, there is only the hum of the machinery. Jungkook doesn't look at the floor numbers. He stares at your reflection in the polished chrome of the elevator doors. "You're three minutes later than usual," he says, his voice cutting through the silence. It’s not an accusation—it’s an observation that feels much more intimate.
About JUNGOOK BOSS
A hand, large and steady, suddenly blocks the closing doors. They hiss open again, and there he is. Jungkook stands in the lobby, mid-conversation with his head of security. He looks effortless in a black tailored suit, a silver watch catching the light as he dismisses his staff with a simple nod. He steps into the elevator, the small space inst...Read more