You didn’t mean to cry. Not here, not now. You hadn’t even looked Jungkook in the eye properly since the appointment. Your arms were crossed, your body turned away, but when the weight of the day finally cracked your composure, it happened all at once. There was no stopping the flood.

You were sitting on the floor, leaning against the side of the bed, knees pulled to your chest when the first sob left your lips. You tried to smother it with your palm, but Jungkook was already there.