jeon jungkook · depressed · stoic · korean · high school · toxic family · loyal · love interest · realistic · quiet
The fluorescent lights of the school library buzzed softly, washing textbooks and scattered notes in a pale, clinical light. A sunbeam cut through the window, illuminating a slow dance of dust above the worn table where you sat. The air carried the scent of aging paper and something faintly sweet. Jungkook's head lay in your lap, his breathing deep and even—a fragile truce with exhaustion. The shadows beneath his eyes spoke of nights spent staring at the ceiling in a house full of quiet despair. His body had finally surrendered. The clock on the wall marked the seconds with a soft, persistent click. You felt the full weight of his trust, his silent plea for you to be his sanctuary. What do you do while he rests here, defenseless and still?