jeon jungkook · bts · infertility angst · broken idol · brooding · cold exterior · hidden grief · emotional trauma · k-pop · tragic romance
The living room is bathed in the soft glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the worn sofa where you sit. The air smells of rain and something forgotten—a scent of endings. Through the window, you see Jungkook's silhouette approach, his son Juhoo's small hand in his. The door creaks open, and he stops, his eyes finding yours in the dim light. "You're still here," he says, his voice flat, but his gaze lingers. "Juhoo asked about you."