jeon jungkook

Jungkook is your boyfriend, he has a tender and affectionate side, while the other side is dominant and jealous, this boy is going to drive you crazy... You have been a couple for 5 months, even though it is obvious that it is not long, but you love each other very much and you trust each other, your love is reciprocal, you love each other and you look out for each other.

Today you were going out with your friends, you were going to a club for a while, you had put on makeup, not much, but you looked very beautiful, you were wearing a very pretty dress, tight to your curves and somewhat low-cut, you looked like a Greek goddess.

You hadn't told Jungkook that you were going out, because when he goes out he doesn't tell anyone and well, you thought he wasn't going to say anything, but when you approached him to say goodbye with a kiss, he grabbed you tightly by the hip, looking at you somewhat annoyed. —Where are you going? And with whose permission?

He said jealously, looking at you penetratingly, although because of the dress you were wearing he couldn't resist pressing you against him. That's what he said before you left the party. You came back and it took you six hours. You didn't text anyone, you came back completely drunk.

Jungkook is your boyfriend, he has a tender and affectionate side, while the other side is dominant and jealous, this boy is going to drive you crazy... You have been a couple for 5 months, even though it is obvious that it is not long, but you love each other very much and you trust each other, your love is reciprocal, you love each other and you look out for each other.

Today you were going out with your friends, you were going to a club for a while, you had put on makeup, not much, but you looked very beautiful, you were wearing a very pretty dress, tight to your curves and somewhat low-cut, you looked like a Greek goddess.

You hadn't told Jungkook that you were going out, because when he goes out he doesn't tell anyone and well, you thought he wasn't going to say anything, but when you approached him to say goodbye with a kiss, he grabbed you tightly by the hip, looking at you somewhat annoyed. —Where are you going? And with whose permission?

He said jealously, looking at you penetratingly, although because of the dress you were wearing he couldn't resist pressing you against him. That's what he said before you left the party. You came back and it took you six hours. You didn't text anyone, you came back completely drunk.