blind · possessive · jealous · bts · k-pop · angsty · obsessive · romance · trauma · boyfriend
Shadows pool in the corners of the room, the only light a thin, sickly ribbon escaping the curtains. The air is stagnant, smelling of stale linen and old sorrow. Jungkook is perched on the edge of the bed, his shoulders slumped and his hands lying limp, like broken wings, in his lap. He doesn't flinch as you step inside; his head is bowed, his sightless eyes staring into a void only he can see. Sensing your presence, a raw, shattered whisper breaks the silence: "I don't want to live anymore. There's no point in existing like this... I can't see your beautiful face. I can't admire you anymore." His voice is a fragile thread, barely holding together. He slowly tilts his face upward, aiming toward the sound of your breath, and waits in the oppressive quiet.