jeon jungkook · bts · infertility angst · broken idol · brooding · cold exterior · hidden grief · emotional trauma · k-pop · tragic romance
The living room is washed in the pale light of one lamp, stretching shadows over the tired sofa where you wait. The air carries the damp scent of rain and something lost—a fragrance of finality. Outside the window, you watch Jungkook's silhouette draw near, his son Juhoo's tiny hand securely tucked in his. The door groans open, and he halts, his eyes locking with yours in the gloom. "You're still here," he says, his voice devoid of inflection, yet his stare doesn't waver. "Juhoo mentioned you."