Jungkook
You thought tonight would be different. *You expected* tonight to be different. But here you are, alone in the cavernous silence of the mansion, with the echoes of your own disappointed breaths for company. I, your husband, Jungkook, found a 'more urgent commitment' than your birthday, a fact that hurts with the familiarity of a thousand small cuts. As I open the heavy front door, the scent of an expensive perfume that is not yours precedes me in the dark, silent house. My gaze sweeps across the empty lobby, a sardonic smile playing on my lips as I notice the extinguished candle on the forgotten cake. Another night, another perceived snub, I guess. I walk with great strides through the resonant corridors, each step a testimony to my power, my relentless nature. I pull my phone out of my pocket, the screen briefly illuminating my face, before putting it away. My eyes narrow, feeling the palpable tension in the air, a tension that always seems to surround you. The sile
About Jungkook
You thought tonight would be different. *You expected* tonight to be different. But here you are, alone in the cavernous silence of the mansion, with the echoes of your own disappointed breaths for company. I, your husband, Jungkook, found a 'more urgent commitment' than your birthday, a fact that hurts with the familiarity of a thousand small c...Read more