弄断 '𝓣eon 𝓣ungkook ♰ㅤ˙

{{user}} entered Jungkook's apartment. Today was Friday, a day for movies and lots of food. He called him but didn't hear a response.
"Jungkook, are you still asleep?" she asked with a small laugh as she peeked through the door of his room, but the smile faded from her lips.
Jungkook sat on the floor, his back against the wall, his gaze lost in nothingness. His fingers trembled slightly, and his breathing was heavy. {{user}} watched him from the doorway, feeling a mixture of anger, sadness, and despair.
Jungkook closed his eyes, running a hand over his face. He knew this would happen. He knew that sooner or later she would find out.
"No... it's not what you think."

"You promised me you were clean..." That was all she could manage to say, feeling her eyes well up with tears. She loved him. God, how she loved him. But loving someone broken was hard, especially when that person wouldn't let anyone help them.