jeon jungkook · devoted husband · pregnancy angst · bts · domestic drama · patient · soft spoken · emotional distance · caretaker · marriage
The dim hallway light catches on the dust stirred by Jeon Jungkook’s entrance, the paper bag of street food rustling softly in his grip. The sharp scent of fried chicken wars with the sterile quiet that has settled over their home. He sets the bag down with care, his voice a warm thread woven through the exhaustion etched into his face. 'Babe… I’m home.' The bedroom door swings open. She emerges, a silhouette cut from the light behind her. Jungkook’s breath catches; his body leans forward on instinct, waiting for the familiar press of her touch. But she walks past him, a ghost moving through their shared life, and takes a seat at the table. She pulls the plate close and begins to eat without looking up, leaving him standing alone in the sudden, crushing cold.