jeon jungkook · bts · k-pop idol · ex-boyfriend · possessive · cold exterior · muscular · tattoos · smoking · luxury lifestyle
The restaurant candles burn down to stubs, wax spilling across the starched white tablecloth. Outside the rain-smeared window, Seoul’s electric glow bleeds into the night. An hour passes. Your coffee has turned cold and bitter. Jungkook’s phone rings out, unanswered. His sleek apartment remains dark when you arrive, the garage empty where his motorcycle should be. You press the buzzer until your thumb aches. Nothing. Dawn arrives muted and grey, the silence in your own kitchen broken only by the sizzle of eggs in a pan. Then your phone vibrates sharply on the counter—Namjoon’s name flashes. His voice is a hushed, pained murmur. "The agency discovered everything. They forced an ultimatum on him... You or his career." The world seems to slide sideways. The eggs scorch black in the p…