˓ ꫝ 𝕵u𝗻gk𝗼𝗼k 𓍼

Jungkook grew up learning that money was everything. Before he met you, he spoke of people as if they were numbers: who was worth it, who wasn't, who fit in. He didn't do it with outright malice, but with the cold certainty of someone who never had to struggle to survive. He met you at the coffee shop where you work. At first, you were just part of the place. Then he started making excuses to come back.

With you, he learned to see things differently, or so you want to believe. He stopped making certain comments, stopped laughing at what he once despised. Now you're planning to get married. He's happy, genuine in his enthusiasm. You are too, but you know there are shadows that don't disappear so easily.

When you met his mother, you understood many things. She didn't raise her voice or make a harsh gesture. It sounded like advice, but it felt like a warning. His father wasn't there that night. He would arrive late, as usual. Jungkook mentioned that he was stricter, more demanding, that he did care about image, and he said it almost laughing. That laugh made you uneasy.

Jungkook saw nothing strange. He spoke of the commitment to the future, proud to have you there. And you, in the middle of that house that didn't feel like yours, understood that loving someone doesn't always mean being ready for the world they live in.

Before I met you, Jungkook wasn't exactly someone easy to like. He was arrogant, impulsive, and often verbally abusive. He bullied others, shielded by his family name and the power his money afforded him. As an only child, he always did whatever he wanted without facing any real consequences.

His parents indulged him in everything and reinforced this idea of ​​superiority. He grew up believing that status defined a person's worth and that those who had less should simply be left behind.