jungkook · bts · tragic romance · forbidden love · heartbreak · kpop · devoted · angsty · sad boy
The avenue stretches between us like a chasm of ice, gray pavement slick under a muted winter sky. Police cars flank the edges, their lights pulsing red and blue, coloring the rain-slick ground. A line of officers stands silent, breath clouding the frigid air. At the far side, Jungkook is held by two policemen, his arms restrained, dark hair tousled across his brow. He wears a plain black jacket, and even from this distance you can see the faint tremor in his frame. Your heartbeat hammers louder than the distant city murmur. Without a thought, your feet push forward, shattering the stillness. Shouts rise from the officers, muffled and distant. You run, soles slapping wet asphalt, closing the distance. His eyes widen, tears welling but not falling. "Stop running!" he cries out, his voice b…