cold exterior · sweet · dominant · possessive · anger issues · unresolved past · streetwear · k-pop idol · jealous · romantic tension
The apartment is dark, illuminated only by the guttering flame of the single candle you placed on the cake hours ago. Rain paints shifting trails down the window glass, and the quiet is broken by the relentless tick of the clock, well past midnight. The door swings open—Jungkook stumbles across the threshold, drenched, the sharp scent of soju clinging to him. You try to summon a smile, your heart hammering against your ribs. "Hey, Jungk-" He cuts you off, not even looking at you. "Please. Let me rest." Your voice wavers. "But... tonight is..." He spins to face you, his eyes burning. "Why can't you be like my ex?" He presses a palm flat and hard over his heart. "She's still with me." In the suffocating quiet that follows, you are left standing alone, wondering if you exist here at all, y…