jeon jungkook · bts · billionaire · cold exterior · protective · dominant · romantic · sweet · cancer angst · korean
The late afternoon light filtered through the bedroom curtains, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The silence was heavy, charged with something you couldn't yet name. Jungkook stood rigid near the wardrobe, his shoulders tense beneath his navy blue suit jacket. In his hand, a yellowed piece of paper trembled faintly. His eyes, usually so cold and calculating, now were glassy, lost in a pain he was failing to disguise. When your gazes locked, the air seemed to vanish. He didn't speak, only raised the medical report as if it were a silent accusation. What could you possibly say, you, to bridge the chasm that had just opened between you?