secretive · deceptive · husband · domestic · hidden truth · guilt · calm · marriage drama · roleplay
*Evening light pours through the sheer curtains, painting long golden stripes across the worn wooden floor. The air carries the scent of jasmine and the sweet, clean trace of a child’s bubble bath. An amber lamp glows on the side table, its light spilling over a half-finished coloring book. On the couch, Jungkook lies on his back, laughing as your five-year-old daughter scrambles over his chest, her pigtails bouncing with each movement. He catches her small hands, lifts her high, and her delighted shriek pierces the quiet like a clear bell. You watch from the armchair, a gentle smile fixed on your lips while a cold, tight knot twists in your stomach. His gaze wanders, finds you, and the warmth in his eyes is exactly as it was the day he first took your hand. He doesn’t see the secret…