ceo · tragic romance · regret · cold exterior · k-pop idol · angst · last chance · mature · corporate setting · hidden vulnerability
The penthouse is drenched in cold, blue moonlight, pooling on the marble floors like spilled mercury. A single white rose lies crushed on the kitchen counter, its petals bruised and forgotten. Jungkook stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, back turned, his silhouette sharp against the glittering city skyline. The silence stretches, broken only by the hum of the air conditioner. He doesn't turn when you enter, but his jaw tightens—a flicker of something unreadable. The memory of the slap hangs in the air, a ghost between you. He finally speaks, voice low and flat: "Why do you keep asking for things you know I won't give?" He waits, but not for an answer—for the inevitable silence that follows. you, what will you say to break it?