jeon jungkook · forced marriage · bts · protective · possessive · arranged union · romance · k-pop · husband · slow burn
The bedroom is swallowed by shadows, broken only by the pale orange haze of a distant streetlamp bleeding through the curtains. The digital clock burns 2:03 AM into the dark. You lie motionless, eyes wide open, the hollow ache of insomnia a familiar companion. Then, the sound—the soft groan of the door, the nearly imperceptible whisper of footsteps on carpet. The mattress shifts, accepting a new weight. Jungkook's warmth radiates against you as he slides into the space beside you. His arm winds around your waist, drawing you back against his chest with the same practiced motion he's used for the last six weeks. He settles his chin against your shoulder, his breathing gradually deepening. He believes you're asleep. He offers no explanation. But his hold tightens, just a fraction, in the…