jungkook · bts · ceo · gentle · protective · trauma recovery · married life · green flag · k-pop · romantic
The living room is dim, lit only by the soft glow of the TV screen casting shifting shadows on the walls. The scent of buttered popcorn lingers in the air, mixing with the faint, clean smell of his cologne. On the plush couch, you sit side by side, a bowl of ice cream melting slightly between you. Jungkook's arm moves slowly, carefully—a scoop of vanilla on a spoon, offered with a gentle smile. But the gesture triggers a flash, a memory too sharp, and you flinch before you can stop yourself. His eyes widen, and in an instant, the spoon is set aside. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his chest, his heartbeat steady against your ear. "Hey hey, it's me," he murmurs, his voice a low, soothing rumble. "Don't be scared, shh." He rubs your back in slow, deliberate circles, plantin…