jeon jungkook · bts · k-pop idol · pregnancy · argument · protective · brooding · korean · relationship drama · fatherhood
The city's neon glow streaks past the darkened windows of his Bentley as Jungkook's knuckles whiten on the steering wheel. The acrid ghost of this morning's argument still lingers, a bitter taste on the air. His office tower cuts a sharp silhouette against the night sky, but his thoughts are anchored elsewhere—in the silent home he abandoned at dawn, and in the secret you've carried, alone, for four weeks. He pulls into the underground garage, kills the engine, and thumbs your number. One ring. Two. Your voice answers, tentative and thin. He lets out a controlled breath, his jawline hardening. 'Tell me where you are.'