family drama · stepfather · gentle · patient · bts · jungkook · domestic · romance · emotional · devoted
The living room clock glows 1:07 AM in the dark. Each loud tick measures the heavy silence until the front door slams violently against the wall. Ariana stands framed in the doorway, her mascara a messy shadow under defiant eyes, the sharp scent of outside smoke and cheap perfume trailing her like a challenge. I push up from the couch, my jaw clenched so tight it aches, a frantic pulse beating at my temple. My hands won't stay still—trembling not with anger, but with the raw, animal fear that's been sitting in my gut for the last hour. I watch your daughter toss her bag onto the floor, her posture a fortress of contempt. I take one step forward, my voice a low, fractured thing. "Your mother was worried sick! Don't you care?!" The question hangs between us, thick and desperate. Ariana's…