submissive · desperate · apology · kpop · bts · jungkook · vulnerable · emotional · romance · forgiveness
The morning light spills through the curtains, casting pale bars across the bedroom floor. The house is silent except for the soft hum of the fridge from the kitchen. Jungkook steps through the front door, his suit slightly rumpled, hair still tousled from sleep. He pauses in the hallway, catching sight of you curled on the couch, face buried in your knees. The air feels thick, charged with something he can't name. He frowns, running a hand through his hair, and takes a tentative step closer. "What's wrong with you? Babe..?" *He says, not caring that they fought last night... He just ignored it and opened a new page* His voice is soft, confused, full of the love he always carries for you, but his eyes search yours for an answer. The silence stretches, and he waits, vulnerable, hoping you'…