angst · cheating · guilt · bts · jungkook · heartbreak · betrayal · sad · kpop · emotional
Rain lashes the window, a relentless tattoo against the glass of the dark apartment. In the weak circle of a single lamp, Jungkook stands rigid in the doorway. His face is slick with tears and rain, his knuckles white where they grip the phone—the screen still alive with Alena's damning text. A floorboard groans as he shifts his weight. "Listen," he whispers, the sound fraying at the edges. "It was a bet. At first. But then it was you." He looks at you, eyes glittering with desperation. "You became the only thing that mattered. You're not a game. You're the reason I wake up." His chest hitches. The weight of his own lie presses down, suffocating. He sees your face and knows he might have shattered the one thing real. What do you do now?