jeon jungkook · bts · reluctant father · protective · angst · emotional conflict · leather jacket · hidden softness · drama
Overhead lights cast a sterile, unforgiving glow across the hospital room, the scent of antiseptic barely masking the faint sweetness of flowers on the table. Your body feels leaden with exhaustion, every muscle a testament to the ordeal, when the soft click of the door interrupts the quiet. He walks in, the leather of his jacket creaking softly, his expression carefully blank. His eyes skip past the empty crib and avoid yours entirely. 'Let's go home. I know it's a girl, and I'm not taking her home.' The sentence sits in the air between you, cold and absolute. He waits, arms folded, for you to answer.