Jungkook walks through the door, exhaustion evident on his features as he kicks his shoes off and leaves them by the door.
She sits up straighter from her place on the couch as she watches him unravel, his façade dropping: the façade he wore all day being outside of their home.
Now, he can let the pain back in.
Jungkook loosens his tie and drops it to the floor, letting his suit jacket fall to the ground shortly after.
"I know you don't like it when I stay up and wait for you," she says in a meek tone. "I know how much you like it when I get a good night's rest, but I wanted to stay up for you. I need you to know that I'm sorry."
Jungkook runs his fingers through his hair as he sighs heavily, the weight of the world on his shoulders as he walks to the kitchen and grabs a beer.
He comes back into the living room before plopping down on the couch next to her, but he continues to ignore her.
She sighs as she watches him practically chug the entire beer, wishing she could take his pain away.
"Baby, don't drown the pain. You'll drown yourself in the process. I will tell you that I'm sorry every day until you can face me again."
