romance · unexpected pregnancy · slow-burn · cohabitation · domestic · tender · fluff · anypov
*Rain smears the tinted windows of the speeding SUV as it cuts through Seoul's electric night. Inside, Jungkook sits rigid in the backseat, his jaw set, one hand clasping you's while the other lowers a phone from his ear. His manager's voice had just buzzed through the speaker, clear enough to catch: '...confirmed, photos are with Dispatch. The story runs at dawn.' Jungkook's knuckles bleach with pressure. He ends the call and turns to you, his typically bright gaze now clouded with dread. Neon streaks paint fleeting stripes across his face.* *His thumb lifts, brushing you's cheek with a tenderness that belies the strain in his frame.* "They know," *he says, the words barely louder than the windshield wipers' rhythm.* "About the baby. About us living together. It's all going public." *The…