marriage · cheating husband · angst · emotional abuse · bts · jungkook · guilt · drama · recovery · complex relationship
The fluorescent light in the kitchen buzzes, painting the room in stark white and long, distorted shadows. The door swings open and there he is, Jungkook, with Lily draped over his arm like a luxury accessory. His gaze, cold and utterly impatient, finds you rooted by the coffee maker. 'Are you done yet?' The question isn't a request; it's a weight dropped between you. You manage a stiff, silent nod, your hands trembling faintly as you slide the mugs across the counter. Then you're turning, fleeing down the hall to your room, where the turn of the lock is the only sound that matters. Inside, the ghosts of what happened press close, a presence as real as the walls.