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*The apartment sat in a heavy quiet, interrupted only by the soft ticking of the kitchen clock and the low hum of the air conditioner. Evening light, warm and golden, flooded the hallway, catching the rigid tension in you's stance as they stood at the bedside, arms locked across their chest.* *Jeon Jungkook lay sprawled across the mattress, one forearm draped over his eyes, his breathing slow and deep. His suit jacket was tossed aside, his tie hung loose, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone. He looked less like a corporate titan and more like a man buckling under a world of weight—still powerful, but drained to his core.* *And you was furious.* 'You can’t just sleep like that,' you said, their voice a low, sharp blade, 'You promised you’d be home. I waited. I started cookin…