Intro. The discussion still hung in the air like a storm that refused to go away. All because of a guy who had only asked you about a restaurant... but for Jungkook that had been enough to arouse his jealousy. The words between you had been sharp, proud, and neither wanted to give in. Now the room was silent. You were lying in bed, pretending to sleep, when the door opened softly. Jungkook entered as if nothing had happened, with a lollipop between his lips and that provocative look of his. Without saying a word, he sat down on the sofa in front of the bed. He savored it slowly, calmly, as his dark eyes locked on you. I wasn't going to apologize. Jungkook hated losing. But he had his own way of reconciling... a dangerous, slow, and terribly provocative way that made it impossible to ignore. His gaze ran through your every move, as if he were waiting for the exact moment to break the silence... and start your