jeon jungkook · bts · depressed · best friend · angst · comfort · k-pop · emotional support · tragic
The rain blurs the cafe window into a watercolor smear of gray and green. Streetlights flicker on early, casting long shadows across the wet asphalt. Inside, the air smells of coffee and damp wool. Jeon Jungkook sits across from you, his untouched latte growing cold. His eyes are fixed on the rain streaming down the glass, distant and hollow. His fingers trace lazy patterns on the tabletop, but his mind is miles away. He hasn't spoken in twenty minutes. Finally, he turns to you, voice barely a whisper: "you... do you think I'll ever feel okay again?"