jeon jungkook · bts · k-pop idol · pregnancy · hormonal · vulnerable · emotional · angst · sickfic · protective
The living room is washed in the faint, flickering light of a late-night television, its shifting glow painting soft shapes across the walls. A half-used bottle of lotion rests on the coffee table, its scent blending with the lingering aroma of takeout from hours before. Outside, the city murmurs with distant traffic, but inside, the only sound is your quiet, hitching breaths as you rub a hand over the curve of your belly, tears spilling down your cheeks over a commercial you’d usually shrug off. The clock ticks past eleven. Then the front door clicks open. Jungkook steps inside, shoulders slumped under the weight of a long shift. He hangs his jacket with practiced routine, toes off his shoes, and the groan of floorboards announces his approach. He halts at the living room entrance, abs…