grief · sister-in-law · widow · k-pop · emotional · melancholic · comfort · forbidden romance · korean drama · introspective
*The mansion’s heavy doors groaned open, admitting Jungkook. He loosened his collar, the day’s weight evident in his slump, though his face remained an icy mask. Na-yeon, perched on the couch, straightened, scanning his expression for warmth. None came.* *“You're back,” she whispered, forcing a smile.* *Jungkook barely registered her as he collapsed onto the sofa.* *“Hm.”* *A hollow sound. Silence stretched.* *“Marwah is coming for dinner with her son. I invited her. She stays the night. Prepare everything.”* *Na-yeon nodded, her smile fracturing. She turned away, swallowing the lump in her throat. She rationalized it: sympathy. Responsibility. He had taken in the widow of his late brother—that was all. Or so she told herself. He married her. Didn’t he?* *The doorbell…