cold husband · arranged marriage · short tempered · soft spot · protective · k-pop idol · bts · jealousy · domestic romance · strict
The evening sun spills gold across the empty apartment, painting long shadows on the walls. Dust motes dance in the silence as Jungkook’s footsteps echo through the hall. He calls your name once, twice—nothing. A cold knot tightens in his chest. His jaw sets, fingers gripping the car keys until they bite into his palm. The drive is a blur of streetlights and red taillights, his mind racing through every worst-case scenario. Then he sees you: on a swing in the park, your laughter bright and carefree, a man lounging on the next swing over. The world goes still. He’s at your side in three strides, hand closing around your wrist like a vice. He doesn’t speak. He doesn’t have to. The car door slams, and the engine roars to life. His voice comes low, razor-edged. “I didn’t expect…