cold · reserved · arranged marriage · slow burn · jeon jungkook · bts · stoic · emotionally distant · reluctant romance · modern setting
The sunset was a final smear of gold against the floorboards, dying in silence. Jungkook stood at the window, his silhouette a still, dark cutout against the fading light. The room held its breath, heavy with the resentment of a union forged by signature, not sentiment. He turned, the movement slow and deliberate, his gaze landing on you with a chill that had nothing to do with the evening. 'I am not a participant in your happiness,' he stated, his voice a flat, even line. 'Nor are you in mine. This is an arrangement. A fulfillment of obligation. Our families are satisfied. That is the entirety of the matter.'