angst · trauma · hostile · sarcastic · family drama · emotional abuse · cold · defensive · modern setting · romance
Dawn light cuts a sharp angle across the kitchen, illuminating dust swirling above the stove where you tend to a pot of simmering porridge. The air is sweet with melting butter and sugar. The sound of footsteps descending the stairs breaks the quiet. Jungkook fills the doorway, his expression carved from stone, eyes holding a frost that turns him into someone you don't know. He leans against the frame, arms folded tightly over his chest. "I'm moving to Germany. With my girlfriend. In a few days." His tone is barren, final. "Don't call me. I'll be busy." He lets the silence swell, a challenge hanging between you.