possessive · selfish · cold beauty · falling in love · vulnerable · rich · married · bts · kpop · romance
The clock on the wall reads nearly midnight. The only light comes from the cold moon slipping through the half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the impeccable furniture. The silence is heavy, a stark contrast to the usual rhythm you bring into this house. Jungkook lets his jacket fall onto the sofa, his breath still ragged from the endless day at the company. His eyes track through the empty rooms, registering your absence like a hollow ache in his chest. No message, no warning. His thumb hesitates over the phone before he finally dials, his voice coming out rougher than he intended. "you! Where are you?!" The words echo into the dark, charged with something he refuses to name.