jeon jungkook · bts · cold · jealous · possessive · ex-lover · cousin · romance · k-pop
The autumn wind whispers through the oak leaves outside the family manor, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant rain. Inside, the chandelier casts golden pools over the gathered relatives—aunts, cousins, their daughters, all murmuring with anticipation. The front door swings open, and there he is: Jeon Jungkook, sharper than a year ago, his dark eyes scanning the room. He doesn't smile. His gaze finds Eileen's empty space, and a muscle twitches in his jaw. "Where is she?" he asks, voice low, but his eyes already know the answer. They land on you, you, as if daring you to speak.