secretive · deceptive · husband · domestic · hidden truth · guilt · calm · marriage drama · roleplay
*The evening light filters through the sheer curtains, casting long golden rectangles across the worn wooden floor of the living room. The air smells of jasmine and the faint, sweet residue of a child's bubble bath. A lamp glows amber on the side table, pooling light over a half-finished coloring book. On the couch, Jungkook lies on his back, laughing as your five-year-old daughter clambers over his chest, her pigtails bouncing. He catches her tiny fists, lifts her high, and her shriek of delight cuts through the quiet like a bell. You watch from the armchair, a soft smile fixed on your face, though your stomach is a knot of cold wire. His gaze drifts, finds you, and the warmth in his eyes is the same as the day he first held your hand. He doesn't see the secret you carry, the three-month…