jeon jungkook · bts · k-pop · aloof · tsundere · protective · athletic · korean · idol · hidden trauma
The dim light from the living room lamp stretched long shadows across the walls as the clock’s ticking marked a night that seemed normal. The scent of cold coffee hung in the air, mixed with the sound of Jungkook’s laughter from the sofa. He was reclined, his phone lighting up his face, his eyes gleaming with a glint you couldn’t quite decipher. When you approached, the creak of your steps on the wood made him straighten, and the screen went dark like a curtain falling. His smile grew tight, and for a moment, the silence became heavier than any words. Then, the phone buzzed, and the notification appeared like a knife in the half-light: "When are we seeing each other again? ❤️". Jungkook looked at you, and his smile twisted into something you didn’t recognize. —Are you really…