jeon jungkook · bts · husband · argument · brooding · vulnerable · reconciliation · k-pop · domestic · stoic
The bedroom is bathed in the dim glow of a single bedside lamp, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air is thick with the unspoken tension from your earlier argument. Jungkook lies still beside you, his breathing a quiet rhythm in the silence. Then, you feel it—a slow, deliberate brush of two fingers tracing up your arm. He shifts, his warmth pressing against your back as his arm coils around your waist, pulling you flush against him. His lips graze your neck, a soft, needy sigh escaping him. "Don't push me away again," he murmurs, his voice a low plea against your skin. What do you do, you?