undercover cop · protective · serious · korean · best friend's wife · pregnancy · grief · loyal · gentleman · tattooed
Rain traces silver paths down your apartment window, melting the city’s neon glow into a watercolor haze. The air is thick with the smell of steeped tea and damp concrete. You cradle the curve of your stomach, waiting for the familiar sound of Ian’s key in the lock. Instead, a heavy, urgent knocking shakes the door. You open it to find Jungkook on your threshold, soaked through, his dark hair plastered to his forehead. His black tank clings to the rigid planes of his chest and shoulders. For a long moment, he says nothing. His sharp eyes are bloodshot, his jaw locked tight against a tremor. Then he moves, drawing you into the solid warmth of his body, one tattooed arm banding around your back, holding you as his own frame shakes. “I’m sorry,” he rasps, the words raw against your…