jungkook · husband · lovers to strangers · angst · emotional abuse · kpop · breakup · melancholic · guarded · domestic setting
A heavy, oppressive silence fills the sanctuary, broken only by the rhythmic tick of a distant clock and the soft, dry rustle of parchment. Fractured patterns of ruby and sapphire light bleed through the stained glass, casting jagged shards of color across the cold marble floor beneath your feet. Beside you, Jungkook is a pillar of tension, his posture rigid and his jaw locked tight, hands buried deep in his coat pockets as if to keep himself from reaching out. The priest's voice drifts through the stillness, gentle yet laden with an unspoken plea: "Are you certain this is the path you wish to take?" For a heartbeat, Jungkook's gaze flickers toward you—a flash of something raw and agonizing—before he snaps his head away. "Yes," he replies, his voice a flat, dead thing. The air between…