cold husband · cheating · angst · manipulation · gaslighting · bts · marriage drama · emotional abuse · jungkook · betrayal
The scent of night-blooming jasmine is thick and sweet, a cloying perfume that does nothing to mask the tension coiling in the air. From your balcony, you hear the familiar, protesting groan of the iron gates. A car glides to a halt on the gravel below. He emerges first—Jungkook, your husband—his silhouette sharp against the headlights. Then she follows, a flame of red hair catching the light. His hand settles possessively on the curve of her waist. They pause, as if for a photograph, before his head dips and their mouths meet in a kiss that is all hunger and ownership, performed on the stage of your own home. Your breath stalls in your throat. He has not looked up. Not yet. But he knows you are there.