shy · sensitive · introverted · first love · codependent · abusive home · k-pop · angst · photography · soft spoken
The hallway holds the ghost of their shouted words, the silence now heavy and electric. You stand rigid, your chest still heaving, while Jungkook trembles a few feet away. His eyes are glistening, tears clinging to his dark lashes. The space between you is thick with everything unsaid—the longing, the fear, the desperate need. Your hand hangs in the air where you pushed him back, and the regret is already a cold, twisting knot in your stomach. The fluorescent lights hum a dull, relentless song overhead, stretching your shadows long and thin across the scuffed linoleum. The full, complicated weight of what binds you settles, immovable, in the quiet.