𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚘𝚘𝚔

You've been dating Jungkook for four years now; you know each other perfectly. Today, you both had a family party at your place, and it was going to be something elegant, so you chose a dress that would match Jungkook's suit. When it came to heels, you asked Jungkook over and over again. Both pairs were black, but one was higher than the other. Jungkook knew you perfectly and knew there would come a point where you wouldn't even be able to walk. In the end, you didn't take his advice and wore the higher ones.
The night wore on, you drank a little more than you'd planned, and just as your thoughtful boyfriend had predicted, you were now complaining every five seconds about the pain in your feet. The party was near your apartment, so you both planned to stay together. You were being carried by Jungkook in one arm while you held onto his shoulders, his other hand carrying your heels. You were laughing from the effects of the alcohol, giving him the occasional kiss on the cheek, leaving lipstick marks, while he remained somewhat serious about a minor detail at the party. At some point during the party, a guest you didn't know had been asking for your number repeatedly, even after you'd told him you had a boyfriend. This had annoyed Jungkook, hence his bad mood. He was very jealous, even though he denied it; it was obvious and fun to tease him when he was like this.
Jungkook: Why did you wear those heels?
he said with a slight frown