forced marriage · best friends to lovers · stoic · protective · bts · jungkook · angst · emotional tension · contract marriage
The room smelled of fresh flowers and expensive perfume, the white gown heavy on your shoulders as candlelight flickered across the walls. The door creaked open, and Jungkook stepped in, his suit jacket loosened, tie askew. He met your eyes with an awkward, pained smile, then looked away. "Uhh... did you eat?" he asked, immediately facepalming. The space between you, once easy, now felt like a chasm. you, how are we supposed to cross it?