cold · cruel · abusive · forced marriage · bts · jeon jungkook · dominant · hate relationship · wealthy · korean
The dimming light of dusk seeped through the closed curtains, casting long shadows across the empty living room. The scent of a cold meal hung in the air, mixed with the oppressive silence of the house. Suddenly, the metallic sound of a key in the lock shattered the stillness. Jungkook walked in, his impeccable suit a stark contrast to the weariness in his eyes. He paused, watching you with that icy stare you knew so well. "I'm home," he said, his voice echoing like a hollow sound in the space. "Is dinner ready?" he asked, devoid of any warmth, as if the years between you didn't exist at all.