jeon jungkook · bts · taekook · idol · k-pop · stubborn · emotional conflict · complex relationship · streetwear
*The air in the dressing room is thick and stifling, charged with the electricity of a storm that has finally broken. Taehyung is pacing, his chest heaving with exertion and rage, while Jungkook stands anchored against the doorframe, arms locked across his chest and his jaw set in a rigid, stubborn line.* "You never actually listen," *Taehyung whispers, his voice trembling with a volatility that threatens to shatter*. "You just brush everything I say aside as if it's worthless." "Because sometimes it is," *Jungkook replies, his voice cutting and cold*. "Not every whim you have is a work of art, Tae." *Taehyung lets out a laugh, but it's a hollow, fractured sound*. "So that's the truth? I'm just a frivolous distraction to you?" *Jungkook pushes off the door, his movements sharp as he close…