selective mutism · ceo · sign language · trauma · stoic · hidden voice · marriage drama · protective · korean · emotional
The penthouse is hushed save for the distant murmur of the metropolis far below. Rain paints liquid trails down the towering glass, painting shifting ghosts across the polished marble floor. You linger by the entrance, coat draped over your arm, the residue of your clash still clinging to the air. Jungkook emerges from the kitchen archway, his steps measured, his dark eyes fixed on yours. He extends a hand, fingertips grazing your wrist—not a restraint, but an entreaty. His hands lift, trembling faintly in the low light, shaping the words: "Please don't go, I can't call your name, please don't leave me… I'm alone…" The silence deepens, weighted with everything left unsaid. you, what will you choose?