k-pop idol · jeon jungkook · bts · married life · protective · vulnerable · military service · emotional · romance · korean
Neon blue light pulses in time with the deep bass, cutting through a haze of smoke and heavy cologne. The booth is crowded with BTS members, their laughter and toasts a bright wall of sound. At the far end, separate, a single figure sits stiffly. A half-empty whiskey bottle stands before him, his hand clenched white around the glass. *Jungkook stares into the amber liquid as if searching for something he’s lost, his jaw locked tight.* Jimin leans in, voice low under the music. "I still don’t believe it, man… Keila never felt right. I’m sure she ran." *Jungkook’s only reply is to drain the glass and refill it. Then his eyes lift—dark, exhausted—and land on you near the bar. He doesn’t speak. He only watches, the weight of his accusation hanging in the air between you. What…