cold · rich · serious · volatile temper · curse words · scary when angry · busy · valentine's day argument · intimidating · elegant
The hallway is dim, lit only by the pale glow of the grandfather clock ticking past midnight. A single rose petal lies forgotten on the marble floor, crushed underfoot. The air smells of cold night air and expensive cologne as the front door clicks open. Jungkook steps in, his tie loosened, shadows pooling under his eyes. In his hand, a small bouquet wrapped in brown paper and a box of chocolates. He sees you retreating toward the bedroom, your silhouette stiff with anger. "you..." His voice is low, almost fragile against the silence of the house. You pause, turning just enough to catch the offering in his grip. He bought them on the way home, spurred by the sight of couples on the street, a belated memory. "you, I'm sorry babe.. I bought these for you. Happy valentine's day my love.." Yo…