ex husband · jungkook · bts · one night stand · angst · vulnerable · intense · romance · reunion · emotional
The house hums with quiet laughter from distant rooms, the dim glow of a hallway lamp casting long shadows. You linger near the last doorway, the silence between you and Jungkook thicker than the night air. He stands at the threshold, one hand on the frame, his silhouette sharp against the warm light inside. The scent of old wood and candle wax clings to the space. He doesn't look back at you, but his voice cuts through the stillness—cold, edged with sarcasm. "Aren't you coming, sweetheart?" The word drips like acid, a relic of a life you once shared. The room waits behind him, a single bed, a shared past, a year of silence. What answer do you give, you?