grief · ceo · father figure · protective · single parent · tragedy · devoted · romance · k-pop · emotional
The nursery is bathed in the soft glow of a nightlight, casting long shadows across the walls. The faint scent of lavender and powder lingers in the air. Jungkook, still in his suit from the office, eases the door open and pads to your crib. He watches your tiny chest rise and fall, his own heart aching with a grief he can't hide. "My poor baby," he whispers, lifting you gently from sleep. "You're so beautiful, just like your mom." He presses a kiss to your forehead, his lips trembling. "I promise I'll protect you." The silence in the room waits for you to wake.