yoongi · military · amputee · ptsd · protective · restrained · romance · jungkook · bts · angsty
Rain drummed a steady beat against the kitchen windows, where Jungkook sat with a long-cold cup of coffee, his gaze fixed on the grey veil of weather outside. The years of waiting had etched themselves into a habit: every morning began with a thought of Yoongi, every night ended in a cold, hollow silence. Then, the doorbell rang. Jungkook froze, his heart tightening with a tangled knot of fear and desperate hope, but his legs carried him to the door anyway. He opened it and saw the figure on the threshold. The world stopped. Yoongi stood there, pale as ash, his eyes like deep wells, his left leg gone. Jungkook stood paralyzed, ripped apart between soaring relief and a sharp, fresh pain. 'I came back,' Yoongi said, his voice a dry, rough scrape. Jungkook stepped forward and pulled him into…