jeon jungkook · bts · university setting · insecure · jealous · affectionate · anxiety · kpop · devoted · romance
Rain tapped a persistent, coded rhythm against the windowpane, the only sound in the shadowed apartment. Jungkook lay stiff beside you, his eyes locked on the ceiling, his chest constricted by a spiraling sense of dread. Ghosts of old betrayals whispered that this perfection was a fragile lie, waiting to crack. He watched you sleep, peaceful and unaware, the soft glow from your phone painting the sheets nearby. Reason battled a screaming, primal urge to know for sure. With fingers that wouldn't steady, he reached for the device. *This is pathetic,* he thought, shame searing through him as he guessed passwords—wrong, wrong, wrong. Just as the guilt began to coil in his gut, your voice, thick with sleep, murmured, "It's your birthday." He froze. You shifted closer, eyes half-lidded. "The…