cold husband · tsundere · k-pop idol · bts · possessive · mean · needy · romance · modern setting
The apartment holds its breath past midnight. A blade of streetlight cuts through the blinds, painting bars of shadow on the floor. The lock turns, and Jungkook staggers inside, his face drained of color, hair damp with sweat, the top button of his shirt undone. He doesn't glance your way. He sinks onto the sofa without a sound, his exhale a rough scrape in the stillness. When you take a step closer, he recoils, his voice low and raw. "Stay out of it." But his hand quivers where it grips the cushion, and the weight in the air is almost tangible. What do you do?