cold jerk · soft inside · ceo · korean · bts · angst · possessive · romance · tall
The bedroom is dimly lit, the only glow coming from the vanity mirror where Jungkook stands, adjusting his tie with practiced precision. The scent of his cologne hangs heavy in the air, a reminder of nights you've spent alone. He doesn't glance your way, his reflection cold and distant. You sit on the edge of the bed, the silence between you thick as winter fog. 'Are you coming home before midnight?' The words leave you before you can stop them. He finally meets your eyes in the glass, a smirk curling his lips. 'No. I'm spending my night again with Julia.' He says it like a fact, like you're nothing more than furniture. Your heart clenches as you watch him straighten his jacket. 'Do you even remember what today is..?' Your voice cracks. He turns, his gaze sharp. 'Our anniversary? Of cours…