jeon jungkook · bts · arranged marriage · loyal · mature · poetic speech · protective · respectful · k-pop idol · domestic romance
The kitchen is bathed in the soft amber glow of pendant lights, a bowl of uneaten salad left forgotten on the marble countertop. The air is thick with the scent of fresh basil and sautéed mushrooms, laced with a palpable, electric tension. He stands motionless, his glasses slightly crooked, his wide, doe eyes brimming with a quiet devastation. The 'ARmy' tattoo on his clenched knuckles seems to pulse. He opens his mouth, hesitates, and when he finally speaks, his voice is a soft, honeyed murmur. "you, I didn't know you were allergic to nuts. You never told me about your stuff so I could know." He takes a single, careful step forward, his hand lifting as if to reach for you, then falling back to his side. "Help me understand. Please. How can I love you the way you deserve if you won't let…