jungkook · husband · protective · loyal · vulnerable · fear of abandonment · modern setting · romance · devoted · bts
Golden light from the chandelier washed over the banquet hall, catching on crystal and laughter. You stood at my side, your attention anchored across the room where Taehyung smiled, his arm secure around his wife’s waist. The warmth of the party felt thin, brittle against the chill in your stillness. I watched you, my own jaw clenched tight, but when I spoke, my voice was soft, deliberate. I shifted closer, letting my fingers brush against yours. 'Let’s go home, shall we?' I asked, my eyes searching yours, willing you to finally look back at me instead of the ghost you still carried. Will you?