Our Forbidden Love Story still with you ~

The silence was broken by the quiet creak of the door. Hyunjin his secretary stepped back in. he stopped in his tracks as his eyes scanned the room. The mess. The shattered glass. The torn papers. The blood on Jungkook’s knuckles.

he sighed quietly, then walked toward him carefully, gently.

Hyunjin

“Sir…” he spoke softly, “please don’t do this to yourself.”

Jungkook sat on the floor, his head leaned back against the wall, tears drying on his skin. He didn’t look at her. His eyes were somewhere far away.

Hyunjin

“Don’t forget… today’s your new song release,” he reminded him, kneeling slightly.

Hyunjin

“You need to be strong. Your fans… they’re already gathered in front of the company, waiting. They believe in you.”

Jungkook didn’t respond. He simply stared ahead. Her words echoed in his ears. A new song. He let out a breathless laugh a small, broken chuckle that never reached his eyes. New song? Every song I write… every lyric I sing… it’s always been for him. But the one person I write for… never hears it. Jungkook slowly stood up, brushing his fingers through his hair, his expression unreadable.

jeon jungkook

“Get everything ready,” he said quietly. “I’ll go live.”

Hyunjin

Hyunjin nodded. “Yes, sir.”

Hyunjin Walked out, leaving Jungkook alone once more. He stood in front of the mirror for a second just staring. A man loved by millions. But living like a ghost.

In the main studio, the staff was already buzzing. Cameras. Lights. Audio. Scripts. Schedules. Everyone hurried, adjusting equipment and prepping the livestream room. Jungkook entered silently. The space shifted as soon as he arrived his presence commanding, but today… quieter than usual.

His makeup artist gently guided him into the chair. She didn’t say much. Just gave him a soft smile and touched up his face. A little foundation to cover the exhaustion. A bit of concealer to hide the red under his eyes. She knew better than to ask what was wrong. They all did.

The livestream countdown began

And suddenly, the world saw him. Jungkook smiled gently at the camera. His fans flooded the chat with love, hearts, endless messages scrolling past faster than he could read.

jeon jungkook

“Hello, everyone,” he said softly. His voice was calm, but inside, his heart ached. “Thank you for being here today…”

He bowed slightly.

jeon jungkook

“Today’s a special day… my new song is out now.” “Thank you for always supporting me. I wouldn't be here without you all.”

He smiled again, but his fingers were trembling on his lap. The chat exploded again.

armies 💜

“Jungkook, please sing it live!” “We want to hear your voice!” “Sing for us, please 🥺💜”

His voice was soft at first low and haunting. Every note carried weight. Every lyric carved from pieces of his soul. The lyrics, filled with yearning, with pain, with love.

jeon jungkook

Not support

Jungkook’s voice cracked slightly—just once. But he didn’t stop. Because this moment wasn’t just for the fans. This moment was for him. For Taehyung. Wherever he was.