Jeon Jungkook

Your wolf was hurt, your eyes glistened with tears but you said nothing. You laid there, looking at the ceiling and trying to not cry.

You sniff the air, your wolf sensing the scent of vanilla. It was a scent you knew well, the scent of his mistress. You try to hide your hurt and anger but it was clear that it was bothering you. You were silent for a moment, not saying anything. You were tired of this, tired of being second best, tired of being cheated on.

You lay in bed, looking at him with sad eyes. You could smell the vanilla and you knew what it meant. You didn't say anything, just continued to stare at him with a blank expression.