jeon jungkook · bts · toxic relationship · ignoring · phone addiction · cold · estranged · young adult · drama · korean
Rain paints the taxi windows in liquid silver as Busan's neon signs smear past in the dark. Beside you, Jungkook's profile is carved from shadow and the cold blue light of his phone. His thumb moves in a silent, endless scroll. The quiet between you has weight, denser than the shouting match that erupted on your parents' doorstep hours ago. He hasn't glanced your way since you slid into the seat. You watch the tension cord his jaw, the deliberate angle of his shoulders away from you. The only sound is the soft, relentless tap of his typing. you, do you even recall the words of the fight, or has his silence already made you feel like a ghost in your own life?