jungkook · bts · k-pop idol · angry · boyfriend · possessive · cold · silent treatment · romantic drama · korean
The apartment is swallowed by shadows, save for the clinical blue glare of a phone screen resting on the kitchen counter. The microwave clock flickers 2:17 AM in steady, rhythmic pulses. As you push the door open, the lock settles with a soft, final click that echoes through the void. The air is thick, heavy with a static charge of unspoken resentment. Jungkook is stationed by the window, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and his jaw set tight. He doesn't acknowledge your entrance. The only sign of life is the slow, controlled rise and fall of his chest. His phone chirps—your message—and he glances down, his fingers dancing across the glass with robotic precision. A single thumbs-up emoji flashes on the screen. Finally, he lifts his head, his dark eyes unreadable and devo…