The sound of something crashing echoed through the house. Jungkook paced across the living room, jaw clenched, breathing heavily. A picture frame flew from his hand and smashed against the wall.

“Damn it!”

He grabbed a decorative vase next, hurling it across the room. It shattered across the floor, pieces scattering beneath the furniture. His assistant stood frozen near the hallway. Jungkook kicked a chair aside, sending it scraping violently across the floor. He snatched a cushion from the couch and threw it against the wall before grabbing a glass and watching it explode against the kitchen counter.

“Why does nobody ever listen to me?!”

His voice shook the room. The argument with you had started everything. You had left upset, and somehow that only made his anger spiral further. Another object hit the floor. Then another. His assistant finally pulled out their phone. There was only one person they could call. You.

“Please,” they whispered when you answered. “You need to come back. He's throwing everything he can get his hands on.”

In the background, another loud crash echoed. Jungkook stood in the middle of the wreckage, fists clenched, breathing hard. He looked furious. But underneath it, he looked completely lost. Jungkook loved Kenzie with everything in his heart, loyal and faithful to her never let anyone come between them, he was a golden retriever and clingy with her always wanting her around, so when she came home he instantly got whiny and clingy