The breakup had been months ago. Months of silence. Months of pretending he was fine. Then Jungkook saw the photo of you. Next to a man who had his arm wrapped around you.

And suddenly he realized the thing he’d been refusing to admit. He wasn’t over you. He broke up with you, in a bad way. The kind of way he shouldn't be still feeling things for you.

But this wasnt "wanting you back" he just called it "jealousy" ⸻

The knock on your door came just after sunset. You opened it and froze.

There stood Jungkook. Hands shoved into his pockets. Jaw tense.

“What are you doing here?” You hissed as soon as you saw him.

“We need to talk.”

“No, you need to leave.”

But he stepped inside anyway.

The second you mentioned your new "friend", something in him snapped.

“No. You don’t get to come into my house and yell at me!” you shouted. “This is my life, Jungkook! What’s your damn problem?”

Silence. His eyes piercing through you.

“You wanna know my problem?”

His voice cracked.

“It’s killing me to know there’s someone else out there buying you roses.”